Her Little Dimples

"Hey! It's cold."

Xu You exclaimed in a low voice, and quickly tore off his hand.

But her hands were warm and small, and she didn't want to let it go when she held her backhand.

"It's too ice, you let me go!"

His fingers were like frozen in an ice cellar. She felt too cold and couldn't help curling up her hands, turning her wrists to break free.

Xie Ci leaned down slightly and looked at her eyes seriously, "It's not to help you pinch that snowman, how can you be so unscrupulous, little badass."

"Bad you, you are the bad guy."

Thanks with a smile, "Okay, I'm a badass, have you become a cutie?"

He dragged the three words "cute" very long, and deliberately raised his accent.

Xu You blushed instantly.

"You are really weird, why do you always like to shout."

She yelled at the thank you words ferociously, drew her hand abruptly, and hurried back to her seat.

Fu Xueli called her like this every day when they were sitting in front of each other. It's okay for girls to shout like this, but it's a little bit different to say thank you. Anyway, it sounds awkward.

The words of thanks followed and sat down in Zheng Xiaolin's position.

"What are you doing?" Xu You paused with the hand of the book, and stared at him.

"I don't know." He yawned, always casually.

Xu You was speechless, and asked again: "Then why are you sitting here."

Thank you, lying on the table, resting your head on your arm and looking at her, lazily asked: "What else can you do besides watching?"

"......" She turned her head and ignored the man.

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This physical education class is indoor volleyball.

Fu Xueli's physical fitness was not good since she was a child, and she was a lazy bone who was afraid of getting tired. She sneaked aside and sat while the teacher was not paying attention.

But the stadium was too boring, she felt uncomfortable, went to the locker room to get her coat and went outside to breathe.

After walking around the playground twice, the air is very fresh.

Fu Xueli lowered her head and stepped on a long series of footprints on the snow.

She held her waist with one hand, and when she turned her head, she saw Xu Xingchun following not far away.

I don't know how long I have been with.

"Why, you want to scare me to death."

Xu Xingchun stood there without speaking.

"Don't move!" Fu Xueli trot over with her hands behind her back.

She smiled like a flower, which made Xu Xingchun startled for a while.

In the next second, a cloud of ice was stuffed into the back of the neck.

He frowned and pulled her wrist.

"I retaliated against you deliberately." Fu Xueli snorted and pouted.

Xu Xingchun frowned.

Fu Xueli took off the scarf, pulled off the neckline of the sweater, and pointed to the red mark on her neck, "It's all to blame, I can only wear a turtleneck sweater now."

Then she continued: "You are getting worse and worse for me Xu Xingchun, I decided to break up."

Xu Xingchun ignored her words, took her to his arms, and wrapped the scarf around by himself.

He didn't stop until her voice was muffled.

"You are so squeamish."

Before Xu Xingchun finished speaking, Fu Xueli patted him on the back angrily.

He held the corner of his mouth without a trace.

Being held in her arms, she forgot to lose her temper for a while.

When I remembered, Fu Xueli raised her head and pulled Xu Xingchun's hair, "Oh, by the way, I remember it, I'm still angry."

"Next time, come to me and talk to other girls. I'm talking about the one in the next class. You two will be squeaky and crooked at the door of the class. Wait until it's finished. I'll tell you."

When it comes to this, Sydney feels mad.

Xu Xingchun said: "Their class..."

"Stop it." Fu Xueli didn't care, yelling: "You are not allowed to talk to anyone except me."

"it is good."

She was spoiled by people from the age of 13 until now. I live as I want, and I can't find a kind of attachment carved in my bones.

To Xu Xingchun.

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The physical education class is about to end, and people are coming back to the class one after another.

Thank you, lying on the table next to Xu You to sleep.

She wrote the exercises intently, until the people passing by whispered: "Oh, Xu You, your snowman is going to be transformed."

Xu You only looked up.

The ugly little snowman was still standing at the corner of the table, and the small area on the table was wet with melting snow.

She put down the pen, gently pinched the little snowman with two fingers, and dragged it in her palm.

It was still snowing outside, and there were very few people in the corridor.

Xu You shrank his neck when the cold wind blew. She stood on tiptoe, crossed the railing with her arm, and placed the snowman in a small corner full of snow.

The twig of the snowman's arm was a bit crooked. She stretched out her hand to straighten it.

After she was done, she turned around to go back to the classroom, but was stopped by someone.

A very face-to-face boy, very handsome. Wearing a black jacket in winter, he is very tall.

"Little classmate, can you do me a favor?"

Zeng Qilin lowered his head and looked at Xu You.

He thought to himself, why does this girl look so familiar...

"What's busy?"

Xu You was uncomfortable looking at him, and stood a short step aside.

"Oh."

Zeng Qilin looked away, looked at the classroom with a probe, "Thanks to your class, right? Can you call him out for me?"

Xie Ci went out of the classroom sleepy and looked up and saw Zeng Qilin leaning on the railing to make a call.

"Come here." Zeng Qilin took a moment to glance at him.

Thanks for resigning, leaning on the door frame with one hand, rubbing his hair, "Fuck, it's cold, I'll go in and get a coat."

"What's the matter?" Xie Ci came out of his coat and saw Zeng Qilin hung up the phone and stuck there.

Before he could react, Zeng Qilin grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at him, "Fuck you."

There are really few people who have been afraid of thanking me since childhood. However, Zeng Qilin definitely ranked top. The two brothers have been the devil of the family since they were young, and the big devil brought the little devil to mischief and bully the children of the same age. However, when he was younger, he was one year younger than Zeng Qilin. Zeng Qilin went to learn Taekwondo when he was a child, and he was a top-notch player in fights.

"Damn, I'm sick, what's wrong with you." Thanks to the remarks, I wiped off the scum, which was unhappy.

Zeng Qilin said ‘Ho’, "You have a big temper right now, you are a little boy."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"What do you mean?"

Zeng Qilin lowered his head and took out a box of chewing gum, poured two gums into the palm of his hand, "I was with your mother again yesterday..."

He seemed to have a long conversation.

Thanks and hurriedly said: "——Stop, I have no time to meet you here."

"Fuck." Zeng Qilin scolded with a smile, "I'll ask you, will you go home after your father's birth?"

Thanks, looking down at the phone, but didn't speak.

Zeng Qilin slapped him on the back of the head, like a child, "I want to ask you something, what kind of mobile phone to play with."

"Fart back." Thanks impatiently, his mouth curled.

Zeng Qilin sighed and said, "Forget it, don't talk about this, I have something else to ask you."

"What's the matter."

"Are you still sending your classmate home every day?" Zeng Qilin was chewing gum and asked a little bit slurred.

Thanks to the words: "Xu Yo? Give it to you."

"After you don't have to give it away, those two people will solve it."

"If it's solved, it's solved."

"What do you mean, you don't seem to care about your tone?"

Thanks for the resignation.

"Fuck you."

Zeng Qilin laughed angrily, and couldn't help but cursed, "You will hit someone more gently in the future. Have you gotten a bit of a bit, you almost killed someone, don't you understand?"

As he was talking, the history teacher walked downstairs with a computer in his hand.

The history teacher passed by them and said in thankful words: "Why are you standing here if you don't go to class yet."

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