Colin glared at Zhang Yichen and made a cool correction: "I am not her brother, I am..."
"Betty, why don't you wear the hairpin I gave you? Are you reluctant to wear it?" Zhang Yichen quickly interrupted his speech, pretended to be affectionate and pulled Betty's little hand, and said, "My mother's friend has opened it.
There are many beautiful hairpins in the jewelry store. Betty, do you want to go with me?"
Hairpins!?
Betty remembered the big bag of hairpins he gave him last time, and after returning home, Colin threw it into the trash can.
She didn't even have the chance to open it and take a look.
Woooo, it's so miserable.
Betty looked back at Colin, who was holding his hands in his chest, raising his chin in displeasure.
Those beautiful and dark eyes narrowed and stared at Zhang Yichen opposite.
He looked at Zhang Yichen, and Zhang Yichen's parents looked at him and marveled: "Oh, Xiaochen, your classmate is so beautiful, hey, what's your name, little boy?"
Just now, my son only introduced Betty, but did not say Colin's name.
After seeing Betty, they thought the little girl was as beautiful as a Barbie doll, and it was a bit unreal.
No wonder my son threw them away and rushed over. When he was just laughing, he saw that this person was standing next to him, but he was several times more beautiful than the little princess Barbie.
Oh my God, what kind of parents do they give birth to such beautiful and exquisite little people?
It's too beautiful.
Mrs. Zhang bent down and looked at the little boy in front of her carefully.
Her skin is fair and flawless, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her facial features are exquisite. Especially her big dark eyes, she looks particularly beautiful with a bit of cunning and wise.
Such a beautiful little boy, I want to take a bite.
Colin's face remained motionless, his eyes moved from Zhang Yichen's face to look at the young woman in front of him.
I thought to myself, being pretty is pretty, but not as good as my mother's finger.
His cunning eyes rolled, and then he showed a sweet smile: "Hello, Auntie, my name is Colin. We are not Zhang Yichen's classmates, we are just in the same school."
"Oh?" Mrs. Zhang looked at her son, then at Colin, feeling that the little boy spoke very well, and had a certain majesty and strength in his words: "What grade are you in?"
Zhang Yichen is in the fifth grade, and he sees that their height is similar to his son. Mrs. Zhang thinks they should be in the fourth grade, so that they will only know each other if they are adjacent to the class.
Unexpectedly, Colin showed a sweet smile and replied to her in a crisp voice: "Second grade, but many people think that we and Zhang Yichen are classmates. In addition to being because he often comes to the second grade, he is also because his height is similar to ours, so everyone
They will all misunderstand. I think Zhang Yichen has this idea, otherwise he wouldn't say he is our classmate."
Zhang Yichen's handsome little face turned red, then turned white again, and finally pouted his lips aggrievedly: "Colin, you're so overdoing. I just misled my tongue."
A fifth-grade height is the same as second-grade.
He said this clearly that he was short.
Colin raised his chin with smugness, smiled, and said, "You have a serious slip of the tongue. Next time you must remember that I am not Ah B's brother, I am her future husband."