My Youth Love Story Sudden Change of Painting Style

Oh, how many splits did Ms. Fujiang split today?

Oh, how many games did Brother Fujiwara talk about today?

I really miss them...

"Who has a good stock of strange stories?"

Jing Kao asked, as Mr. Biqigu, who is a little closer than others, volunteered to raise his hand: "I have a strange story that evolved from a fairy tale..."

Everyone was interested, and they all looked blindly.

The boy smiled modestly: "It's related to Cinderella. The previous plot is similar, but it's a little different since the prince picked up Cinderella's golden dancing shoes."

Stop spoiling Cinderella, okay?

"Oh? Come and listen."

Just in the ugly eyes of Xuexia and Tsurumi Liumei, the boss smiled wetly: "However, Cinderella still managed to slip away from him, because she walked too quickly, she actually took the golden dance of her left foot. The shoe was lost on the stairs... The prince couldn't help thinking while holding the 43-size shoe.

"..."

"..."

"How about this strange story?"

No, he was immediately ruled out by a few people, and Hiratsuka strictly prohibited him from talking about any strange stories...

"Tsk, a bunch of villains!"

Biqigu was indignant: "Is this strange story bad? If it is published on Jinjiang, there can be a small report."

Liu Mei, who had been sitting in his arms, was still a little unhappy, until the boy did not know where to find a lollipop.

Xiao Liumei frowned and licked, her brows locked for an instant - and then stretched out as much as possible.

"Why was it so bitter at first... and then so sweet?"

"Well, it's the same lollipop in life, it's specially designed to extend the life of a cute little girl!"

The teenager hugged her with a smile, in the eyes of her sister's occasional resentment: "Come on, one second!"

Then they listened enthusiastically to Teacher Xiaojing's strange story. According to her boast, this strange story once caused her to panic.

……Jing and cute, are you afraid of ghosts?

Hiratsuka-sensei looked over with some suspicion, and Hiratsuka-sensei returned with a fearless smile and slowly began to tell.

"There is someone who can be called my best friend, her name is Haruka Kinoshita..."

What is Kinoshita?

Kinoshita teak flower?

Ayumi Kinoshita?

Kinoshita and Tsumi?

"...However, Haruka Kinoshita was no longer there about five years ago... Before she disappeared, she said'I'll go one step ahead' and disappeared. After that, I never saw her again... "

"..."

"However, about a few days ago, she appeared in front of me again, with a tired look and a faint smile at me-I saw it, behind her smiling smile..."

"...It's the Snow Girl!"

Biqigu meditated in his heart and looked provocatively at Xuexia.

But now the girl's attention was on the pale Shiratsuka, and Xiaojing teacher's so realistic expression made them chill behind them.

Even the child in his arms was a little scared, making Hachiman couldn't help but smirk.

"That woman... the kid on her back is already three years old-that's terrible."

As Hiratsuka-sensei blew out the candle in front of him, everyone quietly did not know what to say.

In the corner, a voice that seemed to be unbearable leaked out.

"It's just that I have children after getting married..."

Jing's lovely face was taken for granted: "Isn't this scary?"

Really, come and marry her quickly.

Biqigu thought silently.

He is already trying to make up for the way Hiratsuka, who has never been able to marry, confessed to him. His Jing and cuteness will probably say this seriously: "Biqigu, I have a pet at home. My mother can't bear it. I will give it to you. good or not?"

"What pet?"

"dog."

"Which?"

"Single dog..."

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The number of words in this chapter is three three three three...

I'm so cute...

Come on, your tickets, I want to start serious codewords!

Chapter 52 Cosplay should be a bit new-it is still the best under Xuexia

Hube is now complimenting his height.

He is nearly 1.8 meters tall, just like taking hormones.

"It's not hereditary..."

The angry man smiled and said, the gesture was still exaggerated: "My mother is 1.5 meters, and my father is 1.6 meters. I actually grew so tall--hahahahaha..."

No one took these words seriously, only the old Imam, Bi Qigu, fell silent and felt sad for the Ministry of Households.

Alas, life is like this. Looking at the way he used to smile all day long, he didn't expect to have such a life experience...

Poor, so poor.