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Chapter 450

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So what if you have a boyfriend?

Song Yaoyao was also affected. She really wanted to taste the wine. She gestured with her fingers and asked tentatively, "Then — just a little?"

Looking at the gap between her fingers, Shen Xun's mouth twitched.

This little bit, it was really a little bit — —

Tang Xinrou laughed out loud. She hugged Song Yaoyao and gave her a good rub.

"Baby, you're too cute!"

Today was still a cloudy day. Unfortunately, it was snowing when school was over.

Song Yaoyao had an inexplicable obsession with snowy days. Whenever it snowed, she wanted to run out and lie. Today, it had been snowing for most of the day, and there was already a thick layer of snow on the ground.

Instead of taking the path cleared by the workers, she insisted on walking in the snow.

There was a trail of small footprints, and the plush ball on her little boots swayed as she walked. There were also cat paw prints under the soles of the shoes. Among the slightly larger footprints, there were many small cat paws. From afar, it looked like a long line.

Not to mention how cute she was.

Tang Xinrou exhaled in his palm and squinted at the young girl's back. "She's just like a child."

"This is good."

It was true and pure.

She was innocent, but not stupid.

Nowadays, there were very few people who could maintain their original intentions.

Xu Yue's voice carried a hint of envy. She was only in her third year of high school, but her tone already carried a sense of vicissitudes.

"Tsk —"

Tang Xinrou pursed her lips and suddenly bent down to grab a handful of snow. When Xu Yue wasn't paying attention, she directly smeared the snow on her face.

She laughed and chased after Song Yaoyao.

"You're so young, yet you're already so sad. Do you still expect me to comfort you? In your dreams ~ ~ "

The cold snow melted as soon as it came into contact with her body temperature. Some of it fell into her collar, and Xu Yue shivered from the cold.

She gritted her teeth. "Tang Xinrou!"

As she spoke, she grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a ball, and chased after Tang Xinrou.

On the campus, the three figures soon started fighting.

Until there were fewer and fewer people in the school.

Tang Xinrou and Xu Yue raised their hands in surrender. Tang Xinrou bent over and panted with her hands on her knees. "I quit, I quit. Yaoyao, you cheated!"

With her accuracy, no matter how you tried to dodge, she would be able to predict the direction in advance and hit you squarely in the face.

How were they supposed to play this game?

Tang Xinrou turned her head and looked at Xu Yue. Their eyebrows and hair were white, and their faces were red.

On the other hand, Song Yaoyao's clothes were clean. Other than the snowflakes falling from the sky, she didn't look disheveled at all.

Their eyes met, and they burst out laughing.

All the grudges of the past vanished in an instant.

Song Yaoyao blew on her hands that were red from the cold. She put them in her pocket and attacked them mercilessly. "It's obviously because you guys are too weak."

Actually, she hadn't had enough fun yet. It was just that she couldn't dodge these two people, so it was really boring.

She blinked and looked up. Looking at the fluttering snow, her eyes lit up.

She had an idea.

"I'm going home! You guys should go back early too! "

As she said that, she carried her school bag and ran towards the school gate.

"Hey —"

Tang Xinrou stared at her. "Run slower! Do you need more time? "

Xu Yue shook her head and followed behind the two girls slowly.

Snowflakes fell on her short hair. In the vast expanse of snow, her thin and slender figure looked even more slender.

"Why are you running so fast? Are you being chased by a ghost? "

Song Yaoyao sniffled and snorted. "Can't I miss my brother?"

Tang Xinrou choked and glared at her. "What's so great about having a boyfriend!"

"Yes, I'm great —"

Song Yaoyao was self-righteous and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. She counted with her fingers on Huo Yunque's good points.

(End of chapter)

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