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Thinking like this, Zhao Siqing accelerated his movements.

It was only when the first one was opened that Zhao Siqing was a little confused. The words of such a small treasure were a little dazzling. Zhao Siqing hurriedly put the love letter into the box and replaced it.

"Qing Qing, I love you! Since I fell in love with you, I can't see anyone else. In my eyes, my heart and my mind are you. I think about you day and night. I don't think about you. You are the goddess in my dream. Can you give me a chance I'll take care of you till you're white. '

The second one is a little normal, but I just feel gooseflesh when I look at the words I love you.

Before she finished watching, Nalan Yanran said with a smile: "Zhao Siqing, I announce that you are allowed to be my woman from today! You don't need to be able to do the laundry because I'll hire servants. You don't need to make money because I'm rich. You don't need to... "

"Stop!" Zhao Siqing couldn't help but stop, and quickly reached for Nalan Yanran's love letter and threw it into the box.

What the devil are these.

Nalan smiled and opened another one, then read: "I was born with only one rib. I didn't realize that you were the other rib until I met you. Let's be together. I can't give you everything, but... "

Zhao Siqing only thought that the one with big head was not good. He dragged the love letter and threw it into the box.

Nalan smiled back and forth on the sofa and couldn't help laughing: "although he can't give you everything, can he become a sound person with two ribs? Ha ha ha... "

Zhao Siqing also chuckled and said to Nalan, "I can't stand it. Don't tease me all the time."

When taking the envelope again, Zhao Siqing picked out a light blue envelope with mature and beautiful handwriting.

After slowly opening it, there is a very clean light blue letter paper: [when you like someone, you will always feel that you are not good enough. ]Zhao Siqing looked at the words on the letter paper in a trance, because the signing place was a senior high school student.

He is one level higher than her. He is the president of the student union of the school. He is also excellent in all aspects and has always taken good care of her.

Zhao Siqing looked at the time when the letter was signed. It should be the day when the senior graduated.

But it's not a love letter, is it?

Zhao Siqing thought about it, put the letter paper in the box, and then opened another one.

I don't know if it's because I avoided those middle school students, but love letters have gradually become more and more normal, except for those with only one or two sentences occasionally, most of them are very long. The whole article saw that later Zhao Siqing was a bit sleepy and nodded incessantly.

The pen in her hand was intended to copy a few words, but she could not write those too fleshy.

She felt no need to copy the plain confession.

In the end, in addition to Huo Jingchen's name, it was because she was so sleepy that she was drawn a group of crooked wool.

Zhao Siqing was lying on the tea table with a small face on his side, his eyelids heavy.

Huo Jingchen is a pig. What kind of love letter should she write.

It was written that Zhao Siqing began to scribble on the paper. Her painting level has been good, probably the legendary talent.

After a while, there was a little pig on the white paper, and then a bubble was added to the side, and a line of small words was written in the bubble: Huo Jingchen is a pig.

Later, Zhao Siqing drew a little girl with a sheep's horn braid next to the piggy. Then he narrowed his eyes and wrote: "Qingqing is cute.

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