"Sister, is he your boyfriend?" Xiaoyu's voice came from below while he was in a daze.
I lowered my head and squatted down, trying my best to smile and replied, "Yes."
"Wow! My sister's boyfriend is so handsome!" Xunxun said, dancing excitedly and jumping up and down.
"Yes! It's so cool! I wish I could be as handsome as him when I grow up." Xiaoyu also said enviously.
"You have to be obedient and grow up healthily, and you will be as handsome as your big brother in the future!" I stroked Xiaoyu's head and comforted me. Bing Yeyu is indeed unreasonably handsome, but I still can't compliment him on his temper and character.
of.
Speaking of temper, I don’t know what exactly Bing Yeyu talked about with the old dean. It took so long once he entered...
bump--
Suddenly a crashing sound came to my nerves. I stood up suddenly and rushed to the door and slapped the door desperately. Why was there a crashing sound? What was it? Could it be that the old dean and Bing Yeyu were fighting inside?
Is there a fight? But if it is a fight, the first thing you will hear should be the sound of gunfire! How can it be the sound of impact?
"Open the door! Open the door! Bing Yeyu! Please open the door!" I slapped the door hard with tears in my eyes. Please! Please! Don't let anything happen! Please!
snap——
Miraculously, the door was opened after I banged it hard, and I saw the old dean standing at the door expressionlessly looking at me.
When I saw this, I grabbed the old dean's hand and asked nervously: "Dean! Are you okay? Are you not injured?"
The old dean glanced back, and then slowly said to me: "Yiyi, let's find a place to talk."
I stared at the old dean blankly. Just as I was about to follow him, I saw Bing Yeyu appear in front of me. He stood there and looked at me with a smile on his face. Why did I feel that his left
There's something wrong with my face...
She glanced at him secretly, then stepped forward and followed the old dean.
As the old dean walked to the back garden, I held my clothes tightly with both hands and looked at the old dean nervously.
I saw the old dean standing there silently looking at me. He kept looking and looking. After a few minutes, he approached me, stretched out his hand and touched my head and said commandingly: "Yiyi, follow him."