Chapter 107

"Ah?" Fang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. "Don't you even know his name? He gave you such a valuable gift? My God, how much he should like you? "

Su Xiaoxiao looked at her seriously and smiled gently. "Excuse me, Miss Fang, when you were eight years old, do you know what is like?"

"I don't know." Fang Xiaoyu was very honest and embarrassed to add, "when I was eight years old, I was still playing with mud!"

"So he gave me a jade pendant, which has nothing to do with liking." Although the little boy kept saying that when she grew up, she could take this jade pendant and make her a city. However, he doesn't know where he is.

"Was he 8 years old that year?"

"I don't know. It's a little older than me." She recalled the little boy's vague outline, "he is a head taller than me. His skin is very white and his clothes are very particular. He also has a faint smell of tea. He doesn't like to laugh very much. He is a child with something on his mind, but he never reveals his mind to me." It was such a distant memory that she couldn't remember it at all, but it was beautiful when she thought about it carefully.

That summer, she often sat on the hill not far from the welfare home. The tall ancient locust tree was like her friend.

Later, he made her a thousand years

The waiter served all the dishes.

Fang Xiaoyu filled two bowls of rice. "Don't mention the past, let it all pass. Anyway, it's something unhappy, right? Smile, let's look forward in the future!" She took some dishes for her and continued, "I think your president is very good to you. Is he after you?" Today, holding her in public twice is like doting on her!

"No?" Su Xiaoxiao was startled by this idea, "but he is a little abnormal today, just like taking the wrong medicine. His normal state is by no means like this."

"What's that like?" Fang Xiaoyu put a bean in her mouth and her eyes were full of curiosity, "but he is really handsome and has the charm of a handsome man. It is said that he is a river city myth and should have an iron fist!"

"Usually speaking is a little cold, there is almost no emotional change, and the expression on his face remains unchanged for thousands of years. With a cold and smelly face, he either buries himself in a pile of files and becomes a workaholic, or has a meeting, or stands in front of the French window for a few hours." Su smiled and bit the rice and tangled with Liu Yemei. "Anyway, it's very cold. It's hard to get close to him. Besides, he doesn't have any friends."

"Then today is definitely stimulated by something, stimulated by other men." Fang Xiaoyu gossip, whispered and mysteriously asked, "smile, did he take you away?"

Su Xiaoxiao's face hung with depression, "I want to worship him as a teacher and let him teach me Taekwondo. He let me squat on the horse."

“……”

Two girls were eating, and make complaints about the smile of Su smile. They came back from Hua Zi. At last, huazi's eyes were full of supplications. He shouldn't tell Anxin, would he? If he is calm enough, if he is mature enough, he will not be so righteous.

Taekwondo Hall, top floor.

Huazi stood up against the wind in his coaching clothes, his clothes floating, his hands on the iron fence, staring at the direction of the horizontal line, his eyes dark and deep, and his heart was as heavy as filled with lead.

His mind was full of the scene of meeting Su Xiaoxiao just now, and his mind was full of the red mole on her chest! In the past, she liked to wear a suspender shirt. The mole was just exposed. She often said proudly that this was the cinnabar on her chest.

Taekwondo Hall, top floor.

Anxin stood not far away, staring at the back not far away, and took a step towards huazi step by step.