Chapter 297

Today, the old ancestor proposed an outing together. He knew it would arouse Xu Huanxi's disgust, but he came obediently.

Let go, what the hell is it!

No!

How can he express his true meaning?

Xu Yinuo felt the wind blowing, and the maple leaf gingko rustled on the tree and fell to the ground.

And the man sitting next to him, silent, his heart, is not also a ground of maple leaf ginkgo?

When the atmosphere is delicate, Xu Huanxi comes to them.

Wearing a ponytail, a big pink Batman shirt and tight Navy Jeans, she came from afar with a bright smile on her face and a very clear voice: "the picnic is ready. Come back soon."

She had a good laugh.

Chu felt as if he had crossed the river of time and saw his final belonging.

He secretly clenched his fist, go to your mother to let go of Xu Huanxi!

Xu Huanxi saved him at the beginning. Now he wants to repay his kindness. No one wants to stop him!

Not even my son!

……

Wind and sand blowing, red or yellow tree, is a family after family.

Xu Yinuo obviously felt that his mother's attitude had changed, at least not a cynical smile.

Well Has my mother been cheated by my ancestors again?

Anyway, the Xu family always takes Xu Huanxi's lead. Since Xu Huanxi is laughing, the picnic can be a little more normal.

Having enough to eat and drink, grandma suggests that Xu Huanxi and Chu Rushi go boating together, but Xu Huanxi doesn't refuse.

Xu Yinuo Meow, meow, what's going on?

What did the ancestors say to Mommy, so that mommy even laughed at Uncle Chu!

Is the ancestor's lie more brilliant, or his mother's IQ offline?

Xu Huanxi and Chu RUSI are wandering on the lake. In fact, the boat is not small. They can sit together for four people, but grandma has to take Xu Yinuo to play the carousel.

Let two people be alone.

Chu such as side eyes to see Xu Huanxi, in front of her grandmother, she has a smile, even if it is pretended.

But now they are alone, Xu Huanxi has always been a gloomy look, looking at the scenery outside the boat, even the eyes are lazy to give.

He caresses the wreath in his hand carelessly. It's really hard for two people to stay together in silence, especially the indifference and alienation of women all the time.

He accurately put the wreath on Xu Huanxi's head, looked at it carefully, and then he suddenly chuckled: "the flower is the shadow of the beauty, the beauty is the real body of the flower, and the Corolla is very suitable for you."

Xu Huanxi gently touched her heart. She slowly stroked the wreath on her head and suddenly remembered the past.

In my memory, there were boys who gave her a wreath.

But that's what other people don't want.

But she wanted it, because the wreath was beautiful.

So, the youth gave it to her. It doesn't matter if it's given to someone who likes it.

Chu Ru Si looks at the woman who caresses the wreath and ponders, and clenches her fist involuntarily. Does Xu Huanxi think of the past?

He once made a wreath for others, but before he could send it out, he found that his favorite girl had already put on someone else's wreath.

At that moment, he decided that the wreath in his hand was very important.

However, the thin girl beside him began to ease his embarrassment: "what a beautiful wreath, can you give it to me?"

He knew that Xu Huanxi was kind and always so kind.

However, he did not hesitate to choose to hurt her.