Reborn as A Beautiful Model Student

Chapter 177 Sweet Heart 18 years old, happy birthday [4]

Although Wu Gui Lan is in the face of the face of the Ye Xiangxin, I apologize to Ye Xiangxin.

But there is still a different voice, passing into the ears of grandmother.

"Grandma, are you I heard?"

Ye Xiangxiang took a grandmother to sit on the chair, and her soft and glance looked at my grandmother.

"I didn't listen to what others said, this is actually what I have been looking forward to you, sweetheart, grandmother want you to be happy ..."

Ye Xiangxin saw that the grandmother refused to tell the truth, and he no longer got to seek your grandmother. After she took care of her grandmother, she returned to her bedroom.

She sat in the mirror and looked at her face in the mirror. It was a young, energetic face.

Her eyes have no wrinkles, a pair of eyes clear like spring water.

Her face is very clean.

Her eyes, very pure.

Her heart is very calm.

After a while, Ye Weixin took a while, she took the bed. She held her mobile phone. She looked at the text message on the mobile phone screen. It is still a strong and concussion in the mind, and the heart is like there is A small source of origin, in the rock, spurred spring water.

This eye is spring water, and the calm heart is swaying out of a piece of ripple.

Today is her life, very very very important birthday.

How hopes, can see Li Wen Cang.

When the idea of ​​Ye Xixin came out of his mind, she took the quilt and covered her head and covered into the quilt.

Forget it!

Forget it!

go to bed.

Close your eyes.

Summer.

Ye Xiangxin silently in the heart, a sheep, two sheep, three sheep, four sheep, five sheep ... ten sheep ...

When she silently reached ninety-nine sheep in my heart, she did not disappear now, and it is more fresh.

She sipes out the quilt, sitting on the desk, pull the standing light, and pay attention to the question.

Around, a silence.

I don't know when I started, a rain, quietly arrived.

The rain rushed to the glass and found the voice of the.

Ye Xiangxin thought, is this a heart that heard her?

So, the rain was raining.

Her heart, a wet.

She took the mobile phone, found the phone number of Li Qing, and dialed it silently.

The ringtone of the phone has been raging.

But there is no one to answer.

In the heart of Ye Xiang, there is a vague loss, she may be too greedy.

Compared to him say a happy birthday, she even wants to hear him to tell her, say, sweetheart, happy 18th birthday.

Ye Sweethe, you are 18 years old.

Ye Sweetheart, Happy Year 18 Happy Year!

Ye Xiangxin's mind is not on this test paper. She can't sleep, and the sure is going to bed, listening to the song with laptop, writing some diary.

On the other hand, Li Qingcang and the players came from the Dashan, and every player's face was full of exhaustion. Their body has been wet, and the position of the trousers has some loess traces. .

"Strict, let all players take a rest, tomorrow, I want to see every player's experience of this task. Today, who is the last one, wash the clothes of all the members!"

Strict mouth, he doesn't understand, is the Hustang Cang is a mechanic?

Why is the last explosive force, then?

"Fine team, I know."

Li Shancang suddenly fell back to his office, he pulled the drawer, took out the phone, and saw a missed call on the phone.

The caller is a sweet heart.

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