"Ruoxi, don't think about it." Gong Shixun looked at Anya's face and said, "I'll teach you something wrong with your brother and sister."

"Uncle, don't teach me a lesson. Only brother Zihao says that to me. Sister min is very kind to me." An Ruoxi looked up at her stepfather, looking like a frightened fawn.

Gong Shixun frowns, also can't see if an Ruoxi is ironic or really think so.

"It's really late now. Let the children go to bed first if they don't learn." Anya's expression is sparse to play round the field.

"Auntie..." Gong min'er whispers, trying to ease the relationship.

"If Xi, mother to get you ice, or tomorrow there will be a seal." Anya didn't seem to hear, and walked out of the room first.

"Gong min'er, come with me!" Gong Shixun was angry and called Gong min'er to go out together.

Gong Zihao didn't expect such a result, so he quickly followed up.

An Ruoxi stood in the same place and stretched to indicate the end of the battle.

She continued to pick up a towel to wipe her head, and paced the room, unable to find anything that could enter her eyes.

This is a pink obsessive-compulsive disorder!

There is also a cloakroom in the bedroom, which is not all pink and looks less difficult to breathe.

But on the wall of the cloakroom, there are many posters, all of them are the same boy, wearing the team clothes of e-sports, handsome and flying.

This is Ye Chengxin.

His dark eyebrows fly into the temples, his nose is straight and straight, and his lips are as thin as a knife.

The eyes are as bright as obsidian, which seems to indicate the burning fire in the bottom of my heart.

An Ruoxi only saw one word in his eyes: ambition.

The ambition to stand on the high ground and trample everyone under their feet.

It was he who acquiesced in the charges against an Ruoxi's father, thus making the N1 team coach stink.

Ann Ruoxi silently tore down the posters on the wall.

"Ruoxi, I'm sorry, mom didn't know you liked that boy so much." Anya's voice sounded from behind. She should have taken the ice back.

"Mom, I don't like him!" An Ruoxi tore off the last poster, and then she turned back and said.

How could she like this kind of guy? In my memory, there was an Ruoxi's father's earnest instruction to Ye Chengxin, and he practiced with him in private.

It was Qiao Bei who carved Ye Chengxin into a luminous appearance, while ye Chengxin bit back.

Scum!

"But you didn't fight because of him..." Anya's words can't go on. After all, it's not glorious to fight for a boy.

"Not because of him." Ann Ruoxi shook her head: "Mom, I just don't want to marry a fat guy, so I say I like that guy. This is also the idea of sister min'er."

It's not just for her to bear this kind of thing, but it's time to return it.

"Really? Then why did you fight that girl? " Anya didn't believe it.

Ann Ruoxi bowed her head.

"What's the matter? Did your mother hurt your heart, and now you can't even talk to your mother? " Anya took a towel wrapped in the ice bag applied to an Ruoxi's face, a little guilty, a little sad asked.

"Because of him." Anjuoxi pointed to the corner of the cloakroom.

There, there is a computer desk, the computer is the latest configuration, the table is placed on a photo frame, is her father and Joe North group photo.

She fought because he was insulted.

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