Looking at Ouyang Qing'an's unhappy face, Xue Xueer came forward and took his hand.
"Xiao nianxue likes this picture very much. She can only wrong you."
"I know."
Ouyang Qing'an held her hand and squeezed it gently. Feeling her soft skin, the bottom of her heart became calmer.
In fact, he wanted to drop Zhou Jinyan from the photo, but he was rejected by Xiao nianxue as soon as he said it, so he was depressed for a long time.
Look at this posture. Xiaonianxue must be abducted by him in the future.
Oh.
The couple whispered and looked back at xiaonianxue from time to time. The atmosphere was warm.
The next morning, Xiao nianxue went to the fourth grade of primary school with her schoolbag on her back.
As soon as she entered the class, she caused a sensation among the students.
"This little girl is so cute."
"I want to sit with her and be the same table."
Everyone talked. The teacher looked at the seats in the front three rows first.
Xiaonianxue is short and short. She wants xiaonianxue to sit in the middle of the first three rows so that xiaonianxue can concentrate on her study.
After arranging the seats, xiaonianxue went and sat down.
They started class.
"Here you are."
Xiaonianxue's new deskmate, a boy sitting in the third row, sent his favorite eraser to xiaonianxue.
He likes this new deskmate very much. Although he is a little short, he is clean and beautiful, like a ball with powder, which is irresistible.
Then there was her face, white and red, much like a litchi just shelled.
I really like sitting with her!
"Thank you."
Xiaonianxue answered in an inaudible voice, but still with her own eraser.
This is a gift from Zhou Jinyan. She's a baby.
She didn't use it. The boy was a little disappointed and took the eraser back.
A class soon ended. After the big break, the boy patted his chest and introduced himself to Xiao nianxue: "Hello, my name is Han Yong. Others call me stone. I'll protect you in the future."
Xiaonianxue nodded absently.
She was about to speak when she heard a sharp boy's voice nearby.
"You protect her, what do you protect? I should be her deskmate!"
She turned her head curiously and just looked at the boy with angry eyes.
"Xiao nianxue, Hello, my name is Zhang Meng."
The boy introduced himself and then looked at Han Yong.
His eyes were not quite right. He was fierce and angry. Han Yong was unwilling to show weakness. They looked at each other fiercely and came together slowly.
"The teacher asked me to sit next to xiaonianxue. I'm not convinced. Go to find the teacher."
Han Yong spoke first and looked at Zhang Meng coldly. Zhang Meng snorted and held his arm contemptuously.
"Naive, I'm in the fourth grade. I only know to tell the teacher that I'll stay here. If you go, you'll sue the crying ghost. How do you deserve to sit with xiaonianxue?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Crying ghost, I should be xiaonianxue's deskmate. You change positions with me!"
"Hit him!"
I don't know who shouted in the confusion. Zhang Meng and Han Yong's faces changed. They looked at each other hard and soon wrestled together.
As soon as the two boys fought, Xiao nianxue got up quickly.
"Stop fighting."
She shouted anxiously, and the students next to her hurried to find the head teacher.
But Zhang Meng and Han Yong still didn't separate. They fought hard and rolled to the ground with each other. They were like two fearless little overlords.
Until the teacher came, they were still fighting on the ground.
"Get up!"
The teacher trembled angrily and stamped his feet.
Zhang Meng and Han Yong dared not fight again, but let go of each other.
Both of them stared at each other, unconvinced, especially Zhang Meng. They looked at Han Yong and Xiao nianxue, and muttered for a long time.
If you can let him be xiaonianxue's deskmate, you can let him fight with Han Yong again. He is happy.
"Why did you fight?"
The teacher looked at them seriously.
They were stunned and both bowed their heads.
"I want to sit with Xiao nianxue."