At this time, she saw Han Yeshuo holding the cake for no reason. She was surprised. Whose birthday was it? Qing Mose covered her hair that was exploded and looked at the culprit. Xia Chen touched his hair embarrassedly,
"I'm sorry, Sister Sese, but happy birthday!"
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"Ah?" What's the situation with Semir? Whose birthday is it? Qingmose stayed where she was.
Mo Youxuan patted her head unceremoniously, finally making her soul shrink back.
"Sister Sese, you won't forget that today is your birthday, right?" Xia Chen was still holding a ribbon or something in his hand. He had just exploded half of Qing Mose's hair. He still felt guilty in his heart, but it was a pity that he was killed in that moment.
Time has diluted it. To put it plainly, I felt guilty for a moment and then forgot about it.
"Yes! Today is my birthday." Qing Mose was shocked. Yaya, she almost forgot her birthday, but she usually doesn't celebrate birthdays very much. She hasn't celebrated her birthday since she was twelve years old, because
Celebrating her birthday will only remind her that she is about to graduate and grow old.
Han Yeshuo put the cake on the table, and then helped Qing Mose fix her blown hair, "Happy birthday." He whispered in her ear, but it was a pity that Qing Mose focused on the cake.
I got on and had no time to pay attention to Han Yeshuo.
"What a beautiful cake." Qingmo Se's eyes sparkled with love. There was actually a doll of hers on it, and there were theirs around, standing on the lawn and having fun. Although it was a bit fake, it was
Q version, so cute!
"Then let's cut him up." Xia Chen's words immediately made Qing Mose feel speechless. She actually thought he was beautiful and wanted to cut him up? At this time, Leng Yixi pulled Xia Chen aside and said, "Don't eat too much.
"As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Chen's eyes shone with tears. He was finally able to eat sweets, but now he can't eat too much. How could this be possible!
Just when everyone was having a good time, the principal came in and knocked on the door to draw their attention, "Principal, are you coming to eat cake too? We don't have your share here." Mo Youxuan smiled.
Laugh, piss him off to death.
"Ahem, I'm not here to eat cake, I'm here to talk about business." The principal obviously didn't have his usual playful smile. Instead, he felt much more serious, but in Qing Mo's eyes, he still felt so unflattering, "Actually, I came here because I wanted to
Introducing a new distinguished guest." The principal smiled dryly. Damn it, he wouldn't have gambled if he had known better. If they resisted, how would he, an old man, live?
"Are you kidding? The VIP Beauty Club only receives one VIP every year! It's not like you don't know." Mo Youxuan was indignant. The principal felt ashamed for this. It wasn't that he didn't know, but he had no choice but to do it. Two days ago, he
I made a bet with Lao Yi that it would rain within three days, but it didn't happen. Damn the weather forecast. I will never believe it again next time!