Fall In Love With A Substitute

Qinglang is smart, and the child next to the note is too early, and I also remember deep.

She remembered that when the parents hurried out, they did not come back. The food on the table is cold, and the green and rusters are hungry. I have a little bit of rice porridge with a spoon, climb the living room sofa to sleep. The room has a child care robot, she is not very afraid, I just feel too quiet, and my family has never been so quiet.

She slept, heard the movement of opening the door. The door opened in the eyes of her expectation, the cold air and a few tall uncle, got into the small house that was warm and parents.

There is a aunt who found her on the sofa, and she didn't swear her tears. Qing Dynasty didn't just clearly, and later understood that the adults who waited for her will not come back.

According to the provisions, Qing Dynasty first sent to the social relief, in front of the registration table than Qinglian, the people of the relief, picked up her small wrist, entered the personal terminal "parents died, orphan, waiting for adoption "The tag, you can touch her head again:

"Such a beautiful little girl, the previous family is not bad, is only a few years old, it will be between the eyes ... Hey."

Qing Dynasty seems to realize what, kneeling, crying, crying, face crying, scaring the big people.

The child cried and had a stunned, crying to the last green and rushes did not persuade. After the pain cried quickly, the green and rushed did not cry again, even very few people talking.

The days of social relief salons are not difficult, but there is no fun. I often have adults to come here, choose the kids of the relief of the salvation, or like, or assessed, they have always been bright in front of the green and rivers, and they will take a flow with the people of the salvation. Asking her to go home with them in Changluo.

Qing Jinshi shook his head.

After three times, after three, the relief of the rest of the child was not talking to the Qinglu. Qingli is too big, don't like this, and others have no chances of refused, and they are more pitiful.

When I come, the Qinglu is intentionally unintentional. It is used in the extreme way to the most corner of the way, so Qiang Jin always listened to everyone's laughter, standing in the shadow of the corner, looking up at the ginger in the white light The wind shake the mottled tree.

After the spring passed, that day, I broke into the Qinglu family, and the chapter of Qinglu cry came to the social relief department and wanted to adopt green and sink.

Qing Jin recognized Zhang Yan, she looked at Zhang Yan quietly, Zhang Yu's eyes were very bright, full of true, Qinglu silence, nodded and nodded.

Zhang Yu is particularly happy, bring a husband next time, go to the dean of the relief, consult procedures.

There is a good social worker to bring green and sink to the office, wanting to let Qiang Jin more people see the future adoption, can say two words. He took Qing Jin to the office to the office, he heard a chaotic dialogue in the unsatisfactory door:

"... What? Qinglu's assets will be used after 18 years old? I checked it in the star network. Is it not to go with a guardian?"

"Mr., generally said that the assets of the adopters can be called by the guardian, used in the relevant part of the adoption, but the amount of assets left by the parents of Qinglu, and the foundation of the special person ... In this way, in the case of no relatives, Qing Dynasty will be sent to the relief of the hospital, rather than paying attention to the supervision. "

The voal of the dean is suddenly strict: "This gentleman, you won't be the asset to adopt green and rusks?"

"Not, the dean does not misunderstand - Wei Feng, how do you ask this? I want to adopt a green and rusks because she is the only child of Xiaolu, you will explain it clearly with the dean."

"Get it, if you don't have the money, Laozi is idles to adopt a child -"

"What do you say!"

"Go home, my child is still waiting to eat, I know that the white run is, it is better to take the toll to my baby daughter to buy cake."

"Don't ..."

The noise and footsteps are getting closer and closer.

The brightness of the summer is hot, but the bottom of the green and sink has flooded cold, so she can't stop.

The second year of the autumn, the relief of the hospital was hot, and the social workers dressed their children, but it was said to have a big figure.

The green and rushed on the white princess dress of life, and the aunt got her hair. When Qiang Jin looked up, they saw that many of the same age were watching her, and Auntie had Qingli:

"It seems that everyone thinks that our Xiaoyan Lu is the most beautiful."

"Yes, you don't care about the clothes, you can't take the scissors and scissors, very dangerous."

Qinglu has a head.

It is often, the more she gets beautiful clothes, the more seriously crowded with her. Qing Dynasty, certainly won't be happy, but she doesn't feel very sad.

The little skirt haired by the relief of the hospital is still sneaked by others. The little cake hampened by the lunch is very straightforward. It doesn't feel anything, she only feels very bored, I can't help Come.

But she didn't expect that these companions almost a lot of companions will directly put her into a waste box, and the lid is covered.

Qinglu's eyes in front of it.

The dull sound came from the top of the head, like someone slammed on the cover, clicks, alloy caps issued a closed lock.

"... Is it okay?"

"Who let her look so good today, the stand corner is always watching her, let's wait back to open the cover."

There is a darkness, and the footsteps are getting lighter and farther. The green rushed into a group in the dark.

Out of the lobby of the relief, the child probe explored the brain.

There are a few people there, can't say where it is different, but the "big person" in the aunt has different previous words to pick the children's adoption, let them even have dare to walk, and they are straight.

Those who wearing a black suit surrounded by a middle-aged uncle and a little sister, the sister looks like the princess in the fairy tale.

The princess makes people do not open their eyes, let them think of a noble and elegant white swan, and many girls look at her with envy, because they are too big, even if they don't have a ride.

"Let's take a girl called 'Qinglu'." The princess in the children lipped the lip, and the dean said.

The horror in the hearts of the dean has not pressed, he only received the above instructions to say that it should be received, but I don't know that the Song family is in person with a thousand gold, but also picks up a child.

He is bold: "For the past half years, I want to adopt a lot of green and rusks. Only a couple is almost successful, and others have been refused by Qinglu ... I don't know Mr. Song ..."

"I and her father are old friends." Song father said simple, he has long fixed, and there is no emotion in a single short sentence, so that the dean is tense, I don't know how to pick up.

Song Yu said smiled: "The family just came back from abroad. I heard that Qinglu's thing, I took me here to pick up her back."

"You will see you."

The dean made a breather, and he was busy to call him: "Qinglu does not love together and lively, you should sit in place, you are sitting first, I am going to find her."

Song father should sit down, follow the personnel waiting to be on him, Song Yizhen is cool, and in the small garden, I will go to the red beauty maple.

The staff sent from the dean hurried back: "Dean, the dormitory homes have no blue and sink, whickers, she never runs ..."

"Well? Is it reading in the classroom? You go to the teaching building again."

"There is no lesson today, the classroom is locked ..." The employee obviously thinks that the Qinglu is not in the teaching building, but it is in the dean command to take good care, "I will go."

Song Yizhen turned from beauty maple, the skirt placed the arc, she was slightly eyebrow to the dean, but stopped in halfway, looking to a little girl looking at the dean.

The Song Yizhen is turned to the foot. I went down to the girl. The soft voice: "Children, do you know where Qi Jin is?"

The breath of green and rivers has some effort.

She is like being dark, and she has made her forehead, and she is unable to lean in the box. The right hand is tightly smashed. I don't know who lost in the box. Wood sword, wrist Swing, hero, hero, the wood sword knocked out weak sound on the waste box.

She doesn't want to be closed.

Will she die?

Will you die to see Mom and Dad? Still go see an angel first?

Young girls are also residual unrealistic fantasies in the brain, but human instinct can prompt her to survive.

Hetrophless, hero, young wrist holds a fragile thin wood sword, and the sound of the sound of the strike is slower, and it is more powerless.

When you are in the dark, when you are aware of her consciousness, I am over, the cover of the head suddenly opened, the brilliant daylight photos.

Qinglu's head relies on the box, and it is weak, and the sun and air are welcomed. She breathed his mouth, staying in the darkness in the dark, but it was stabbed and wet.

" ."

A strange but gentle voice calls her, Qi Jinlu heard it, and strive to look at the owner of the sound.

She saw the world angel, behind the warm and dazzling halo, the side is the autumn light wind.

Qingli looked at her.

"Are you blue and sink? Don't be afraid, it is okay."

The angels extended out of the waste box, she reached out, and there was no disappointment in the eyes. I only had a pity.

The person who was mistakenly considered an angel, pulled Qingluo from the waste box, said that her hands were firm, and she took her unbearable, so on. It is a faint fragrance in her, gentle as she.

She took herself to clean, and someone sent a new dress. When the other party tried to change it for himself, Qing Dynasty consciously contracted back.

She is not angry, smiling and asking: "Will you wear?"

Qinglu silence nodded.

"Clothes in this, I am outside, what you call me." She stood up, Qinglu lowered, can see the skirt, the skirt, the straight calf, like a white water, " My name is Song Yizhen, the name is somewhat, you can call me Song sister, my sister is also. "

After she finished, she patted her head and took the light shadow that was put on the window left the room.

Song-Pian-xian, Qinglu has a past, not difficult to note.

When she replaced the new skirt of Song, he passed the vocal voice outside.

"Miss, already found out in the security room, is the four children."

The vice president is bitter: "Miss Song, they still have children, don't know if this will have a serious consequence, I don't really want to let Green and Korean ... Song moved anger to punish them, can you help persuade? "

"My father is angry, what is the deputy chief to find me?"

The Vice President looked at the Song Jia Saima in front of him.

The girl's figure is tall and tall, and the wind is in the past 100 years. The style of the world is smashed. It is only 145 years old.

Song Dynasty and the silence of Qing Dynasty in the room, as well as the eyes of tears in the abandoned box, Song Yan has added tone:

"I think, something like this is not the first time, the relief of the hospital really should make a good specification, I will suggest that the father contacts the Minister of Social Ministry of Beagata."

"Miss Song." The Vice President was surprised.

"If the green rib is not a case." Song Yizhen used a girl and soft and sweet voice, and the attitude was firm, and the vice president was so mute.

Hey, the door opened behind the Song.

Song Yan will swallow the left, squat, look down with green and rushes, replace her decoration belt on the skirt, the fingers are lightweight, and take a beautiful bow.

She saw Qinglu stared at her movement, smiled and smiled: "Do you like?"

Qing Jin nodded: "... like it."

"Qinglu, are you willing to go with us?"

Qinglu did not speak.

She first looked at the deputy director, and the deputy director looked not very good at this time. She faintly realized that this emotion was born because of her own, not just the natural intuition of the child, but also because of the deputy The dean avoided her gaze.

In the distance, a few children are looking at this side, ..

She remembered that before the Song Dynasty, she blocked outside the door, she gently in her body, she was going to her himself.

Qinglu hangs down, and re-look back at hand, Song Yan's beautiful light tea color pupil, she raised, waiting patiently to wait for her reply.

"... um." The response of Qinglu is very light.

Song family did not really adopt Qinglue, only handled the procedures of the economy, and gotting Qingluo from the relief of the Song family to live together. The foundation of the Qing Dynasty is still working, Song family has not intercepted, only in the initial shouting of the Foundation, the Song family saw it, saving some people's long-long heartfelt float, do some small actions.

Only 8 years old in Qing Jin, she is holding down the cabin by Song Dynasty, and entered the Song family.

There is a place in front of the hospital, making a small universe look, column with a few planets, as the light music is elegant, and the week is covered with the nebula, the nebula is spread, and then gathered, like a planet, beautiful and dream. .

Song Yan is talking to the room that she wants to live in, holding her hands and shakes two times:

"Qinglu like the ocean or the universe? Other can."

Song Yu is checked, these two are the most popular rooms under children under the age of 10.

The eyes of green and rivers fall on the moon in the lascaster.

Song Yan noticed: "Universe?"

"Don't." Qinglu tightly looked at the lips and cleared the hands of the Song Dynasty, and he called his name, "... Song sister, you have to be like you."

Song Yizhen, smiled and laughed:

"it is good."

When Song Father took Song Xiang, he didn't say too much when he came to pick him. He only said that he took a loneliness. Song Yan later known that Qinglu's parents were two senior engineers to jointly be responsible for the design of "Moon Trail". More than a year ago, the G32 section of the monthly track project deviated from the placement of the calculation, and the parents of Qinglu as the person in charge arrived at the scene, and the moon tracks crashed down, no people were still.

Nowadays, human beings are moving towards the interstellar age, constantly there is dazzling projects, holographic games, ecological simulations, household AI robots, etc.

The monthly track project is a more eye-catching. Strictly speaking, this project did not leave the Earth, but the track run along the moon at the high space of the Earth, built a livable zone for people to live.

The parents of Qinglu are prepared for many years for this project. I am afraid that there is no one day, I will lose my life on the monthly track, leaving only a daughter who has not long.

After reading the information, the Song Dynasty said that the sister of the Qing and Lukai is distressed.

Song family has a small spring leaves, but it is still a small sapling. The fourteen Song Yun is as a long woman in Song's family. He is a pile of small radish heads to call her sister. Only her horse is looking for, and she raises her Song Parents. The female is responsible.

After the encounter of Qi Jin, Song Yu simply invited a half-month holiday, accompanied green and rushes with Qinglu in Song.

There are many people in the Song family, but they can't live together on weekdays. There is only a family of Song and Song in the house.

Zeng Qing is a mother, but she is soft, but she didn't take care of the Song Dynasty. In the face of a child who is more sensitive than Song Yan, it is even more uns.

Later, I saw my daughter more than I would raise my children. After expressing goodwill, I was simply safe and relieved.

In the first few days, Song Yan is familiar with Qinglu, and she will take her to take her next to artificial lake every afternoon, and pay more attention to the reaction of Qing and Korean.

After two days, Xue Wei came to find Song, saying that Miss Qing and Luke refused to enter the room, although she did not directly stop her, but every time I went straight, she would stand straight, until she cleaned.

"And I also found a ... Toy Wood Sword next to Miss Qinglu?" Xue Wei said a little doubt. "I thought it was Miss that Miss like that toys, but Miss Qingyan has not taken it, I will Didn't dare to move. "

Song Yan is looking at the baking recipes, after listening to Xue Yu, she immediately remembered that the wood sword, thin, broken, broken, broken when she was in the abandoned box.

"Well, don't move her something."

Song Yizhen waited for more than ten minutes, the oven issued a pleasant voice, putting the pastry.

Song Yun tasted, it feels good, and the end is on the second floor on the second floor to find Qinglu.

She is guarded: "Qing Dynasty is me."

The door was quickly opened. This time she focused on the next time, the body has a moment when they open the door, and they only laverse when they found themselves.

It seems that Queu said that Qinglu has a strong territory for his room. Song Yu is secretly recorded in his heart, smiled and raised the pastry dish in your hand:

"I have been learning to bake, so I will give me taste."

Qingli moved his nose: "good fragrance."

"Well, is a butterfly crisp, do you love to eat?"

"It seems that I haven't eaten."

"Compare a simple entry." Song Yan smiled and smiled, it seems to be a little shame, but still big square, "just started learning, don't give up."

She talked, before the green and rushed to the sofa, picked up the most beautiful butterfly crisis to her, she didn't move the green and rushed, and the green and rushed her face for many, sitting on the small bench. The small mouth has a butterfly crisp, and the slag on the hand is clean.

It's good to eat, and the information said that Qinglu like sweets, Song Yan is not interested in the kitchen, in order to let the silent children have to do something, it seems that the results can be.

When you eat butterfly crisps, the Song Dynasty walked around, and it could not follow, and the abrupt small wood sword was found in the bed.

She is thinking about her eyebrows.

"Song sister."

After the back, she turned back, green and rushes on a soft hair, wearing a rice white sweater sitting on the bench, the legs do not rise enough, the mouth is also staining sweet pastels, beautiful red brown The eyes are big, and people who can make people have melted when they see people.

Her little hands are holding a big butterfly crisp, smashed:

"Song sister does not eat?"

Song Dynasty turned into the body, walked over her, itchred, pinching her face, smiling: "Eating, accompany you to eat."

"it is good."

Qing Jin point head should be said, and the heart is loose.

She didn't want Song Yizhen to see the dirty wooden sword.

When the young Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty, I didn't know that this is self-respect. She only knows that it is worse than the Song sister to go everywhere, it is better to accompany her to eat sweet pastries.

Qinglu quickly fell in love with the mouth of the butterfly, the child preadel the beautiful cream cake or the candied cookie. She has never had to have a butterfly crisp when she follow her parents to the dessert shop. I haven't eaten it in the relief. It is her head to eat butterfly crisps.

Qingli likes, Song Yu pets her, often gives her, crafts and more proficient.

Until one time, Song Xiang's aunt came to be a guest, and Songmu had cleared Song Dynasty and Qinglu to see customers.

Song Jiagu is a thorough look, and likes a child. When you look at the green and rushes, you will be bright, and Zeng Qing said: "... I don't see a banquet, let everyone know the land? I am free, I can give it. You look at it, more people, this child. "

Zeng Qing said that the child is a little fear of life, and I don't like to talk, just like a cat response, it is estimated that I have to adapt to a period of time, just say:

"Urgent, there is a chance."

Xu Zhao wine is not willing to put the butterfly crisp, bitten in his mouth, holding, eat tug:

"The crispy crisp do the big cue is really delicious - ah, I have to look up at me to do a crisp."

Zeng clear her: "How do you eat?"

"It is best to eat in all the world!" Xu Ji wine as a small cock of the big cousin, religious to strengthen the sound, "I am the best."

I have been smiling.

Qinglu looked at the smile, and his eyes were covered with the stars.

Song Yan stretched his hand and pinned the cheeks of the drink, and a face was a pet.

Xu Xiu's wine held the Song Dynasty arm.

Song Dynasty slammed into the hair.

The green finger of the green and rushed the velvet pillow, and the hair in front of the plump blocked her flat lips.

Xu Xiu's wine quickly followed the Song family, Song Yu turned into the body, and took Qinglu's hand to the house:

"Let's go back to the room."

Children need a lot of sleep, Qinglu also has a habit of sleeping in nap, waiting for her nap, I can go back to the lake. Song Yizhen plans, but I found that the children who were holding did not have steps, she turned back, patiently asked:

"what's wrong?"

Qingli is a white face, the lips move, take out a born smile, her thick eyelashes fly together, like a small butterfly, fragile butterfly, fragile, and beautiful, under the bottom Children have tounted pupils.

Qinglu's hand is moving up, and you will be able to hold the Song's arm, not enough, failed. She had to make it easier to go, holding the waist of the Song Dynasty, raising the head, learning the tone of the wine.

"I am so sleepy."

I thought that I was a "big cousin", and the "Song Sister" of Qiang Jin to the mouth has to be inch, and it has changed to a more intimate voice:

"sister."

Song Dynasty was in his heart, and his heart was surprised. This is a smile in the Qinglu Tad, and it is also the first time to take the initiative to close yourself.

And the green and rusks are beautiful, it is a small beauty, which can love more than the cousin, sitting alone, let people like this, don't say such a sale.

Song Yan smiled and smiled without a pity:

"We will go back."

After that, after the allowance, Qing Dynasties can know what to do. She likes Song Yizhen to accompany themselves, give yourself, walk with themselves or read.

Sometimes someone will come to the Song Dynasty, and she sat quietly when she was in class, and she came up with the sight from time to time.

When Song Yan looked at her, she was very safe. When Song, I saw it ... she didn't like it.

Qinglu takes a child's way to understand speculation, gradually understanding that Song Yan likes to see her well-behaved, so she laughs more and more, and it is more skilled, and if she is, I have received more attention.

Later, I was awarded again, and the Qinglu was secretly compared, I feel that I can't love her more than she, she is a little peasant.

But I quickly brought her bad news for her.

"go to school?"

"Yeah, Xiaowei sister, my mother said that you have to go to school, don't be afraid, I am more than you than you, I will take care of you in the school."

Qing Jin has not responded yet, and Xu Ji will continue to say:

"My mother also said that the big cousin is also going to school, let's go back to school together."

The Qing Dynasty was a bit awkward, and I worched it: "Will me and my sister will be together?"

Xu Xi's wine was sprouted by a beautiful sister, and he studied a paw on a paw on a paw, so he became a road:

"Oh, Xiaowei's sister, big cousin wants to go to middle school, we go to elementary school, not together - why do you do it, you won't cry!"

Xu Xiji looks straight into the Qingli eyes, scared, and quickly sprinkles.

The big man who spoke next to it immediately walked over, and Song Yu went the fastest, kneeling down and took Qinglu:

"How suddenly cried?"

The Song family next to him also asked her daughter:

"What is going on?"

Xu Zhao's wine and self-blame, watching his sinful small short, milk, milk, "I cried Xiaoli sister, I am a bad woman."

"... you gave me less TV series, Xu Xiji."

Qinglu hugs the neck of the Song Dynasty, tears like a small pearl, flipped:

"Go to school ... I don't want to ..."

She has been so hard, why should she be separated from my sister.

The more young Xia Qinglian, the more I want it, and I can't stop it.

Next to the adults look at the human cubs that were scared by school, they were cute.

No matter what kind of green and sister, the sister's sister is cried, and learning is still going on.

Song Yan has always asked Professors to come to the family to make a schedule, but she is a student meeting, and several group courses are waiting for her to complete, and the holiday cannot be extended.

Before going to school, there is still something wrong with Song Yu.

She found Qingluo before the lapse of the home of the home, and the Song Dynasty walked over, and the green and rushed on the swings and was looking at the moon.

When she walked to the front, the Qinglu has turned over to see her.

"sister."

The sound of green and rusks shouts your sister is sweet, so that Song Xiaoyu stretches the eyebrows, open the wooden box in his hand, and handed in front of Qinglu.

"Look at it, don't like it."

"this is……?"

"It is the little dagger." However, of course, it is unhappy. The knife back blade is very blunt, which is blossomed, except for the material is very hard, it is what she specially did.

"You see, the like is not like? But it is much better than the wood sword." Song Yan said as much as possible, she took her with green and rushes, took her to touch the ripples on the dagger. " What is your name, blue-land, like it? "

Qinglu Xiaoxiao, soft fingertips are switched on the dagger.

Song Yan slowed his tone: "Small wood sword is very good, it helps you. But it is not unique, the blue and sorts have better than it."

She is afraid that the Qing Dynasty can't understand the meaning of this, just like the Zhongsu doing things for her, why do you have to replace a wood sword with a dagger, what is the difference between these two? He suggested that Song is preparing a big doll to Qinglang, which is not only a sense of security, but also more suitable for children, girls like it.

However, Song Dynasty felt that Qi Jin also liked to receive such a gift, which was hard than the thin wood sword, some weight, tapped up with a blunt voice, holding a thick sense of security in the palm.

She wants to make Qing and Lu, she doesn't need to immersely immerse the strong uneasiness, relying on a single fragile toy wood sword to satisfy the sense of security, Song family - or her Song, will let her go The rest of the life is peaceful, and there is a smooth life.

She doesn't want to make Qinglo feel that the sweet thing of the doll and doll can replace everything, and certain tough and aggressive can protect themselves better.

Of course, tough and soft green and rusks can all have - those who are drifting, Song Dynasty, is ready to give green and rusks. They have already placed the bedside of the Qing Dynasty.

"... So, let's take the small wood sword, ok?" Asked Song.

When she spoke, she gained the expression of Qinglu. If you have a silk and uneasy, she will immediately put the little dagger.

But there is no.

Qinglu's five fingers open, close to the dagger: "Cool ... Thank you, my sister, I like this gift."

"Really?" Song Yu confirmed.

"Well." Qi Jinlu is seriously nod.

She really likes it. She has long thought that the wood sword is too fragile, and it will be bent.

This little dagger looks much better, and Qinglu's fingers have grown down the blade, fantasize if it is thin, is it possible to cut ...

"There is also a small gift."

Qinglu looks up, is there?

Song Yun is like a fascination, from the swing chair, take a blue gift box.

"I want you to find it yourself, give you a surprise, I didn't expect that I have to open it for you."

Song Yu fingers gently, gift boxes are bounced, showing exquisite holograms, only the button size.

Green and Hongzhi bowed to the Song Dynasty, kneeling the hologram, next moment, a projection like a courtyard is displayed in the air, as long as you want to connect, she can use the personal terminal to connect the hologram, and truly enter this small universe .

Different, this small universe has only one moon.

Next moment, the moon was pulled Xiaozi, falling back to the blue star ball, the sky is very close, as if reaching your hand, you can touch the Yinhe. The Milky Way is like a burst of fine and fine gemstones falling on black velvet, a semi-circular trajectory rosted against black chan, along the trajectory, falling or big or small, and the lack of lack.

"Qinglu, do you know? Your name is the meaning of 'Month Trail'."

Song Wang looked at the moon:

"Your name is beautiful, the moon is also beautiful, don't be afraid of it."

Moon, moonboard.

When the sports class, the class is unattended, the green and rusks open the hologram. I looked at the moon who gave myself. Yu Guang gave someone pushed the door. She fingered her moon, took her moon. Take out the topic written.

"That ... Qinglu."

Qinglu raises his head, it is the school committee in the class, and they participate in the physical contest together.

"what's up?"

"Please accept this." The Secret Committee handed a transparent crystal box, which is a rose petal, open the box, will show a rose rain, recently very hot.

The school commission looked at the girl in front of him, and the heart was like a rose's red.

He has long known that Qinglu is, and the green and rusks are the most beautiful girls in the class and even the whole school. She jumped two levels, smaller than everyone, but the results were always the first. I heard that her family is very good, the entry is a luxury car, the only friend is a famous Miss, a famous master.

She is not too active to talk to people, but people don't dare to get close, but they are so close when they participate in the competition. It seems that the stars have finally fallen down, and they exude more distantly fascinated.

At this time, she was in front of her eyes, and the scholardered complementation: "I just want to give you something, there is no other meaning."

He didn't even dare to ask this girl to communicate with himself.

Under his face, Qinglu put down the pen, sitting in the pen, and smiled slightly:

"Thank you, but we are better to be better with academics, this gift is too expensive, you take back."

The Scholarship Committee took the rose petals and left.

Xu Zhao, I don't know where, I'm going to learn to go back to the Song House, I'm sneaked: "This is the first few this month? I really have you. Xiaowei sister."

Qinglu looked at the mobile phone, and it was not careless: "Well?"

"Harm, it is true that the sinus is open. However, our small land is 12 years old, and I haven't arrived at this time."

Xu Xiu's wine shakes his head and mentioning green and explosive age, and it can't help but think of the history of sinter.

At the beginning, Qingli should enroll in school, and Xu Ji wants to be a sister to his own, and vowed to take care of Xiaoli sister with his two levels. Who knows that after a month, Xiaolu sister jumped two levels, and took the bag to her class, and the exam is far away from the next time.

I heard that if it is not a big gauge, let her experience the campus life, Qinglu even want to directly jump through the primary school stage, go to the Middle School to find a big cousin.

That's too terrible, it's just let yourself become a sister, no, it is a stinky brother.

Xu Yu is now thinking about it, I still feel horrible, I can't help it for a long time. As a result, Qi Jinluo has been watching the phone, and she is ignored.

Qing Dano last year is a little short, but this year arrived at the development period, it quickly slammed, a girl's slender skeleton, and the wine was also thin, but he had to admit that Qingli is like every inch of the body is just right, there are not many , Especially the face, once counted as a campus goddess by several schools.

She wanted to let Qianglu Physics, at this time, she looked at her side and black horns, and she was addressed to her forget to talk.

Until Qinglu looked up, the lips did not live upside down:

"My sister goes home today."

"Ah, the big cousin is coming back? It's too easy."

They are now two, and Song Yizhen is already three. Song Yizhen, on behalf of the school to exchange for a year, only occasionally returning to China, and then participated in the unified examination of high three in China.

"Is it ready to test now?"

"Probably it." Qinglu said, he looked outside the window, the scenery outside the window was thrown behind the car,