Xia Qing is thinking, no matter who he said, a mouthful of saliva to kill him, the result is elegant to ask her, how am I? The handsome face was in front of her eyes. Xia Qing's heart thumped for a moment, but she could not say a word of her lines that she had been ready to deal with.
According to conscience, an Xiaoyao looks very handsome. Although it doesn't conform to her aesthetic view, nor is she as gorgeous as Lu Zhen, or as clear as Longsi, she has a kind of gentleness that they don't have, showing a kind of classical and beautiful man's feeling.
It belongs to the type of looking more and more endurable, which is incredible.
However, it is not her aesthetic view.
She likes Longsi's figure. Xia Qing sees him from top to bottom, and suddenly finds that this figure looks good.
Well, it's much better.
Miss Xia secretly thinks that this explosive figure is good in bed.
Bah, bah, stupid Xia Qing, what are you thinking about.
Do you have a dime relationship with your bed Kung Fu????
Xia Qing is about to collapse.
The girl with direct character always thinks the question is simple and rude, and grasps the key point.
A twist of cheek, an Xiaoyao see her face change colorful, can't help but pick eyebrows, thought in the heart, put in the ordinary, this is the meaning of asking for a girlfriend, this aunt is satisfied or not satisfied with the meaning????
"Xia Qing?" Ann Xiaoyao called out.
Xia Qing came back to her senses, "ah?"
"Ah, what, ask you..."
"I don't like your type." Xia Qingsu comes straight. When she wants to chase someone, she will directly say, "Hi, I like you, do you like me?"? dislike? It doesn't matter. We can train. I can chase you.
If someone chases her and she doesn't like it, she will directly say, I don't like you.
She didn't know what an Xiaoyao really meant, and she was also very tangled in her heart, wondering whether she was too direct. However, looking at an Xiaoyao, she didn't smile and didn't look like she was hurt.
She thought too much.
I think too much.
If you are really interested in her and rejected, it won't be that expression.
It doesn't matter at all. Xia Qing has a nameless fire in his heart. What does Cao's grandmother mean? Is it fun to play with me?
An Xiaoyao tilted his head, "do you think I deserve you?"
"I said, I don't like your type." Xia Qing said, suddenly stare round eyes, incredibly asked, "you should not take a fancy to me, hey, this joke is cosmic level, don't tease me."
"Do you think you're my type?"
"No!" Xia Qing didn't even think about it. He was determined. He liked her elder sister.
"Then it's over." An Xiaoyao shows his hands, smiles softly and grinds his teeth in his heart. He has served all the 18 generations of the ancestors who distort Xia Qing's aesthetic taste. How much change does this child have to suffer in adolescence to have such a distorted aesthetic.
First love meets a pit of goods is how miserable life ah, will affect you to see the man's eye has wood!!!
Of course, no matter how roaring in Xiaoyao's heart, you can't see his face.
"It scared me to death. I thought you liked me." Xia Qing's expression is sincere, he is absolutely scared.
"I think it's still you. You're just Not acceptable? "
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