Chapter 78

Su porcelain small face hold out a little pink.

She suffered a little water in her eyes.

In a low voice, "let me go."

"My sister is disobedient." Shen Hanxing put his lips on it, and Su Tuo's voice came out in his throat: "call me, I'll let go of my sister."

Su porcelain some uncomfortable push people, she soft called a: "a Xing."

Shen Hanxing's pupils contracted slightly for a moment.

From a girl's point of view.

He lowered his head, and the broken hair on his forehead covered his eyebrows and eyes.

"Call again."

The voice was a little dull.

Su porcelain pursed her lips and called again.

Again.

The boy let her go.

Su porcelain hold back the small face to breathe, chest ups and downs, eyes more and more moist, lift eyes, looking at the youth.

I don't like that.

She pursed her lips.

It didn't come out in the end.

On the contrary, when Shen Hanxing saw her like this, she touched her cheek with her white fingertips, and came close to her and said, "my sister is so lovely."

Su porcelain didn't speak, her eyes drooped.

"Is sister angry?" The young man's rose like appearance was in front of his eyes, so delicate and beautiful that people could not bear to blame him.

Words are soft and sweet.

This is Forster.

Very nice to her.

Su porcelain thought, shaking his head: "I have not."

Shen Hanxing bent his eyes.

He likes such porcelains.

Any emotion will be moved by his words and deeds.

Once again, he hugged the man in front of him, put up his face, and said softly, "sister, I love you so much."

If only you were not the child of that woman.

Sister.

*

Yang Mingxuan and several people were holding mobile phones with a lollipop in their mouths.

Zheng Wenjing slightly turned his head: "brother Shen, do you want to come to rank?"

The boy bent his right leg, holding a piece of pink paper in his hand, folded something.

I don't look up.

He wondered: "when did brother Shen become interested in these little girl's things?"

Yang Mingxuan shrugged, saying that he did not know.

A paper crane folded.

Shen Hanxing hooked his lips, and his glassy eyes showed a little softness.

"A Xing."

The girl's sweet voice came.

He frowned.

Xia Han Mo sits beside him without noticing, showing a surprised look: "when will you fold the paper crane?"

"Just learned." The paper crane was placed in the young man's palm, accompanied by his subtle smile: "is it good-looking?"

Xia Han's face is a little red.

She nodded, staring at the pink paper crane.

Take a deep breath: "a Xing, this paper crane... Can you give it to me?"

At the same time, the young light voice also sounded: "don't call me a Xing again."

Xia Han Mo couldn't believe his eyes widened and said: "but, but I always call you so."

Shen Hanxing has never cared.

He never understood, just as he would never know what he meant.

"It was before." Shen Hanxing didn't care: "besides, I let Su porcelain call me that."

Xia Hanmo sinks into the ground with a heart.

She gazed at the paper crane, pinched the palm of her hand, forced a smile and said, "is this... Also for her?"

The teenager did not deny it.

Xia Han Mo's eye socket infects a little wet meaning, or to maintain a false smile: "a Xing, you didn't say, just to revenge her? Why do you have to pay so much attention to this relationship.

She has never seen Shen Hanxing like this.

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