Hope You’ve Been Well

Gu Yan is actually a gift for the experience of the celebration. It is a good relationship to buy a gift.

But it is not too worrying.

It has been 15th, and there is still eight or nine days from the end of Christmas, and it is necessary to prepare in an orderly manner.

The night was drifted in the night, cold, Zhuang Fanxin went out in the morning, and the words were waiting for a long time in the tree, smiled: "Is there so cold? The South is really not frozen."

Zhuang Fan flew a knife and went out and said: "My mouth is swollen, the southerners don't worry."

I am very excited, as if I do what I have, I don't have to see. It is a little swollen, still red, Hu Wei said: "The hot kiss is like this, and it is tolerated several times."

"Farting." Zhuang Fan is not so confused, "French hot kiss is not like this."

Gu Yan said: "Chongyang Mei is, this is Gu's."

Unshaped to entangle into the subway station, people crowded people, Zhuang Fan's trousers were wet by the umbrella next to the big brother, and he went to the words and gently smashed the legs.

Calling the three stations, when the heart of Zhuang Fan is very strong, hold the waist, with the thumb point to the middle finger of the fingertips, the amount of waist circumference is measured, and it is quantified in this way. When the bust, when the positive amount hips, it was squeezed and he was heavy.

Zhuang Fan looked up, and if the mosquito flies: "Don't be here ..."

Gu Yan is doing a rogue, deliberately not argue: "I want to be here." The hand didn't pick it back, and I also grab it, I can feel the two petals in the face.

Zhuang Fan is also afraid, and the collar of Gu Yao is going down, close to the other, and then ask to the other's ear: "Are you looking at the film?"

Gu Yan is still equipped, and "Well". Zhuang Fan's eyes change, can guess if he bite his mouth, so half, he finally didn't hold back: "... ... Share the link to me."

"You fuck." Gu Yan surrendered and hurriedly left.

Next to the blackboard, I have never seen it, and I have a bit aim at the door today. The Christmas day is a Friday.

In the fourth class, Zhuang Fan went to the Art Museum, and Zi Nan was bored in the entire afternoon. He wrote a few lyrics on the Zhuangfan's desk. When you miss you, you want you, you want you, you want you. In the mind ... The last sentence has not been written yet, please call the blame, say: "Don't think, pick up."

Qi Nan was shifted to the last row, holding this chemistry: "Separamium hydrogen is tight boron, my technology is ok."

Gu Yu said a draft paper, directly said: "I booked a birthday cake, you send it on the 25th, I will contact you in advance."

Qi Nan learned: "Give me the same table? No problem, a few inch? taste? Which cream?"

It is a dessert store inheritance, more reliable, Zi Nan took out the mobile phone to turn the photo, more than 100 cakes, but also clipped some straight men self-portrait. Two people bowed down at the table, taking into account the discrimination, the chocolate tou , the flowers are too little girl, the Chinese sugar is not used ...

"I am going, you have been such a mother." Qi Nan spitted.

Gu Yan said: "Money is not a problem, it is best used."

Zi Nan changed: "I like your own pursuit of customers."

The first grade is like a block is free of gold medals, and the words of the words lie to Zi Nan, the two self-study are brightly large. At first, Qi Nan only felt that the relationship between Gu Yan and Zhuang Fan is really good. He gradually, he is a bit trembled in the heart, finally set the taste and shape, he can't help but ask: "Do you and Zhuang Fanxin?"

Careless to scrape the eyebrow: "Well, you can cut two ribs."

Qi Nan enjoys the sigh, continue to study the candle, and a number of words, a "1", a "7" is enough. "That's no problem." Qi Nan said, "Yes, happy birthday to Chinese or English?"

"Chinese." Gu in the moment, "add one, baby."

Qi Nan stayed: "Ha?"

Gu Yan said: "Write: Baby, happy birthday."

Qi Nan is stunned, and Ji Jindan is not such a way! Can't tell the tube, I took out six hundred dollars, I went back to the god, and I didn't dare to be so expensive.

"Others are sealing fees, don't talk." Gu's words, a temperament, "You don't want to buy new skin, when I send your Christmas gift."

Qi Nan was shackled, but she still didn't understand why both men called "baby."

The rain in Yucheng is very evil door. There is a pour situation in the day and night, and the words are in the classroom. Feng Director patrols him, and I wish him to create brilliant.

When he arrived, he went to the Art Museum to pick up the house, the taxi came against the side of the road, he descended a little car window, seeing the grievances, seeing Zhuangxin and . It is driving the door, a Tesla opened, it is Zhuang Xiang.

"Master, withdraw." Gu with the driver.

The second floor has a rainwater, and the rain is knocked on the floor and the floor on the floor like drums, until the middle of the night did not stop. The contact list is bright, and the people are all displayed "QQ Landlord", waiting for the meeting, End Ming and Lu Wen also update: Shengwang, you are not a person!

Gu Yili called Yun Ming, turn it on: "I haven't slept yet?"

"Sleeping a fart, being dismused by the snoring." Lian Yu Ming breathed, "Mysterne, give me a huge abuse."

Gu Yan said: "If you have something, help you."

He wants to send a trick uniform, including shoes, helmets and swords. The last help is to buy a shoe, this time is a custom dress, even the Ming feels that you are a purchase.

The size was sent, and even the Ming said: "Is it so thin, do you touch your hand?"

"Guan you fart." Gu Yan has not yet been finished, "You go to my house, my building small house, the four floors of the cabinet, the medals of the fencing competition, send it together."

Even the Ming Q: "The medal also sent? What day, what are you going to get married?"

Gu Yan said: "His birthday."

Arrange to hang up the phone, call the search with your hand, this few days of search engines are on the verge of explosions, he even the dog is searching for "birthday gift", Bond is eating in the tree. He didn't see it. In the case of no more clothes, he has not been able to catch a lot, he has to make a lot of time, so enter "Christmas Gift", red and green, and search "quality Christmas gift", come out to take a KFC Christmas barrel.

As for the restaurant, more than one hundred restaurants on the Internet, more than a hundred restaurants, and the words are rumored. Because of the precision, he is very lazy in these days, and there is nothing in the school waiting for Christmas.

"Care, play the ball?"

Don't fight, no time.

"I understand the fourth question, come to talk about it."

Don't talk, I didn't understand.

"Gu, there is a girl with a girl asking your mobile phone number, do I tell her?"

Notice what to say, don't like women.

On that day in the 24th, fencing clothes were sent, even the taste of Ming was really awkward, actually used a purple gift box, but also a bow. If you think about it, you can accept the crystal balls that Zhuang Fan's floating snow can be accepted. It is estimated that it will like.

In the evening is Christmas Eve, the Art Exhibition is ready, and the volunteers are all het at eight o'clock.

Gu Yan Yan did not go home, go straight to a community, take the elevator to the 18th floor, not equal to the doorbell, and the door is open from the inside.

I saw him and scared. I took the elevator and I asked: "You ... find me?"

Gu Yan said: "Give me the work of your art exhibition, I will go to the heart tomorrow."

Too straightforward, I know very much: "I still use it."

"The American school is going on."

I am shocked: "You are terrible."

It is said that he can't help but pay for a work permit.

Gu Yixiao, the gentleman said: "Do not vent, rest assured."

He left, go back to set a alarm clock, and wish the last second in Christmas Eve, I wish you a happy birthday.

Christmas morning, Zhuang Fan begins to wake up beautiful, afraid that others forget to send a friend circle - every time Christmas is one year old. I can't wait to go out, I am waiting for him, I have not already wore school uniforms.

"How come you don't worry?" He went to the art exhibition, and did not wear it recently.

Guaranteed: "Handsome is giving you."

Zhuang Fan is really handsome, halfway discovers the work permit on the neck, and if you know something, he took the opportunity to drill a empty space. Zhuang Fan Xin is completely not gossiping, excited: "Can you go with me?"

Gu Yan said: "I am going to two in the evening, don't let the teacher doubt."

"Yes, how do you please fake?"

"Don't ask, Gu Bao Yan painted for you, I will have a lesson for you."

To school, today is English early reading, Zhuang Fan's stations have been submerged, and the literary commission will be reported to everyone. Please enjoy the annual Zhuangxin's talent art show, clear "Suzujinger".

Gu Yan, looking at the chair, the state is completely different from the vision of Gu Baoyu, the mouth is not letting, his first time he listens to the soul, um, it is a bit run.

After singing, the squad leader deliberately said: "Well, let's read the text."

Zhuang Fan's heart took a picture: "No! Sing me!"

Qi Nan won the gift from the bag: "I wish you a happy birthday -"

Gu Yan stretched his neck, thundered him, last year, send crystal balls, this year, the wood horse eight monsoon is sent, and listen to music or "the city of the sky".

The whole class chorus birthday song, Xia Wei came in to stand on the door, Zhuang Fan's heart was happy on the table.

At noon, Zhuang Van is so classmates to drink milk tea. After drinking, go to the art exhibition, and you will sneak around between the two lessons. Learning is too strong, everyone is over to the bathroom for his empty seat, leading to the teacher's late self-study.

There is a red carpet outside the Art Museum, and the media has arrived, and the last time is in progress. The first time, the whole process is strolling with Zhuang Fan, listening to a class.

The person responsible for the reception takes a few coffee and sends it into the lounge. Zhuang Fan He also went to help, and he said: "It has a lot of guests, more than forty artists, and the star, all in the lounge."

Gu Yan said: "I am squatting, where is it?"

Zhuang Fan looked at it: "That is, I know that my grandmother is in that."

Gu Yan, the nameplate, the first lounge, Professor, the "Professor Sun Hai," Professor Sun Hai, Professor Sun Hai, Professor of Sun Hai.

His hearts have been hitting, is the GSG him know ...

Zhuang Fan He has pushed the door, and the words are unavoidable. I saw Xueman's light and sat in the face. When I saw it, my smile was still confiscated.

The author has something to say: there is no clear deputy CP, so everyone likes how to match it, but don't make a love yourself, I wrote that you have a loss, after all, I often drive = =