Give it to him. I don’t want to spend three years in high school hugging each other on the floor of the student union. Cleaning is not what I want to do, so I bite the bullet and scream confidently: "The picture frame is not encrusted with diamonds!"
It's just a picture frame that looks very shabby but has been around for a long time. It's ridiculous to ask me to lose three years of my wonderful high school life. Therefore, regarding the issue of this three-year "sweeping slave", I directly reject it from the bottom of my heart.
Drop it - this is completely impossible.
"This is not as precious as diamonds." He said casually with a smile.
Wow! I sent him a hopeless expression, and I looked at him suspiciously. Only some people believed it. It was a ghost. It was obviously a half-broken photo frame, but it was more expensive than diamonds. Just go and rob a bank.
This damn Lan Xiyan was about to be struck by the God of Thunder. I propped myself up with one hand and tried to stand up, but was sucked in by the person in the photo frame.
Huh?? The photo on the frame - why does it look so familiar? Where have I seen it before? Where exactly have I seen it? Scratching my head, I raised my chin with one hand and started to remember.[
Strange? Why can’t I remember it? Where have I seen this photo before? I frowned and leaned closer to the photo. Weird, why do the two children in it, a boy and a girl, look so familiar? It seems like I have seen it somewhere?
Why does this picture of a boy with a red nose and a girl with a reluctant face that can hang an oil bottle on her mouth look so damn familiar? Why can’t I remember it? I rubbed my nose, uh, I’d better ask Lan Xiyan directly,
Anyway, he should be the one in the photo.
"Who is this?" I ignored his expression and pointed at the red-nosed boy in the photo frame. Strangely, it looked more and more familiar the more I looked at it.
"Uh-huh?" He raised an eyebrow, showing a completely evil expression, and warned dangerously, "Changing the subject will not help, noble daughter."
Wow! I glared at him, what are these words? Do I need to change the subject? Will I evade responsibility? Well, I admit that I really want to rub my soles with oil and run away for him immediately. But, the person in the photo
It was so familiar that it was hair-raising, so I decided to slow down my escape plan. I moved my buttocks, stood up with one hand on the ground, walked around Lan Xiyan and sat on the sofa.