Chapter 3788

Jiujiu is a standard silly white sweet, which can't be denied.

Song Ci always felt that only children spoiled by their families would have this stupid temperament.

But unexpectedly, he always thought that Jiujiu, who was spoiled by his family, was not a spoiled child, but an adopted child.

She burst into tears when she heard that she was an abandoned child adopted. She must have suffered a lot before she was adopted.

But even though she was used to the ugliness of time, she still chose kindness.

He is really the opposite of himself.

She is like a devil in hell, and she is a pure angel coming out of hell.

This is probably the first time that Song Ci looked at Jiu Jiu so seriously.

It was noon when Jiujiu woke up.

Li Mei took her to the classroom canteen for dinner. When she went to the classroom at noon, all the students in the class Hula around and asked what happened to Jiujiu and why she suddenly cried.

Thinking of her crying, it was useless for anyone to coax her. Jiujiu blushed and whispered that she would cry only if she was a little uncomfortable.

In order to enhance her persuasion, Jiujiu nodded as if the lower her head was, the more persuasive she was.

Seeing that Jiu Jiu deceived herself and others, Song Ci uttered a sneer of "hiss".

What a fool.

Hearing that Jiujiu said she was not feeling well, the students in the class immediately took collective care of Jiujiu.

To Jiujiu's surprise, Song Ci, who cried in the morning, took out a candy from his pocket and threw it to him after seeing him back.

In Jiujiu's surprised eyes, Song Ci said very uneasily, "I'll give you the rest."

Oman was very angry at Song Ci's words and felt that Song Ci gave Jiu something she didn't like to eat, but Jiu Jiu was very happy because this was the first time Song Ci gave her something.

Watching Jiujiu happy and eager to give up the candy, Oman patted his forehead and felt that his best friend had fallen into the hands of Song Ci.

Oman felt that instead of continuing to say Jiu Jiu, he might as well warn Song Ci that smelly boy and let him treat Jiu Jiu better.

Oman found a time and warned Song Ci with a serious face. In the future, she must be better to Jiu Jiu, otherwise she will make Song Ci look good.

For Oman's warning, Song Ci replied with a sneer, and then he still went his own way.

Oman's teeth itched with the anger of Song Ci, but there was no way.

In the blink of an eye, it's the last month.

Song Ci's small company has run like a model. On the contrary, Jiujiu has been infatuated with weaving scarves for some time recently. She picks up wool groups to weave and weave every recess.

It's just, Jiujiu is so stupid.

She learned the pattern when others saw it. She learned it for several days. It was not easy to learn it, but she woven two lines in the wrong line. She woven and disassembled it, and the progress was very slow.

Oman is very gifted at handicrafts. Just glancing at it, she knows how to weave the pattern of the scarf in Jiujiu's hand.

Seeing his best friend's so slow compilation, Oman couldn't help but put forward suggestions, "Jiujiu, or I'll knit it for you."

Oman thought that Jiujiu's scarf was woven for himself.

Jiujiu shook her head and refused Oman's kindness. "No, I can knit it myself."

Jiujiu's scarf is certainly not woven for herself.

When winter came, Li Mei bought her several soft and warm scarves. Her scarf was woven for Song Ci. She even thought about the reason for giving gifts. She gave gifts at Christmas.

Jiujiu hurried and spent more than a month weaving this scarf under the eyes of Song Ci.

Although the color of this scarf is very comfortable smoke gray, the beauty of this scarf is greatly reduced due to the poor craftsmanship of the scarf Weaver.

When Jiu Jiu was weaving a scarf, Song Ci had no less venomous tongue. Jiu Jiu's hands were the same as pig hooves.

Not even a pig's hoof.

At least, those pig feet in the laboratory are much more dexterous than human fingers.

At least, more dexterous than Jiujiu's hands.

For the contempt of Song Ci, Jiu Jiu is regarded as Song Ci praising itself.

Although junior high school students are still young, they are full of hormones. Whether they are young men's feelings or young women's feelings, they are as beautiful as poems.

I'm sorry to give too expensive gifts on weekdays, so on Christmas day, many people give out their gifts to their favorite objects for the sake of the holiday.

Jiujiu naturally wrapped her knitted scarf in a gift box and gave it to Song Ci.

Before Jiu Jiu knitted a scarf, Song Ci had a very bad hunch. When Jiu Jiu gave him a gift on Christmas day, this bad hunch reached its peak.

Song Ci looked at the gift box in front of him and looked forward to looking at his Jiujiu.

Jiujiu's eyes are shining, brighter than the stars in the sky. Her cheeks are flushed because she is too excited. At the moment, she looks at her hand holding the gift box. She is excited like a pug with a bone.

Song Ci's fingers crossed the gift box. In Jiujiu's excited sight, he threw the gift box into the drawer, "I'll open it again."

When Song Ci said to go back and dismantle it, Jiujiu's eyes crossed a trace of loss, but she still sipped her lips and prepared for class.

When he got home, Song Ci threw the gift box on the ground and went straight to the computer desk.

He is the one who wants to destroy the world. How can he play a stupid game with that silly white sweet? You love me and I love you.

The next day, Jiujiu saw that Song Ci didn't wear his own scarf around his neck, and her eyes were very lost.

Song Ci, without guilt, sat in his seat and began to sleep.

Because Song Ci has been the first in the school for several times, the teacher has tacitly accepted Song Ci's practice of sleeping in class.

For Song Ci, there was a small episode. What he didn't expect was that this silly Bai Tian not only saw him after class, but now he has developed to see him after class. Even when school is over, he took his arm and asked him to open the gift as soon as possible.

Song Ci nodded on the surface and said he would open it earlier, but he didn't think so. Isn't it an ugly scarf? What's good.

However, Jiujiu's silly white sweet is too sticky. Song Ci was entangled for several days. Finally, there was no way but to find the gift box he threw into the corner and open it.

To his surprise, there was not only a scarf, but also a box of biscuits.

Like a scarf, that box of cookies is ugly.

Because of his very rough treatment, the biscuit has broken into slag and looks very ugly.

Song Ci took the scarf and said.

Although some ugly, but because Jiujiu bought good wool, it feels surprisingly soft.

But the box of biscuits was so ugly that Song Ci couldn't eat it and threw it into the dustbin.