Golden Greenery

　　 So how do you spend this holiday? Zhuo Yang was worried.

　　 still practicing and training as usual? The dummies in the school go to the vacant buildings, and they seem to be extremely deserted in the winter. They walk alone on the campus, not only empty and bleak, but also a little gloomy. When the Conservatory of Music was on holiday three days ago, all classrooms were closed and the doors were closed and the fire was shut. A honeymoon was planned in my heart some time ago, and then I was confused. Zhuo Yang forgot to practice the piano during the holiday. Where can I find the key?

　　Madi Fort Club is basically all closed, leaving a few cats and dogs on duty. It’s not necessary to go to training, but even the electricians and hydraulic cleaners on the peninsula have returned home. It is quite troublesome to use training equipment, and it’s a bit fool to think about how to be alone.

　　Lying in the bed, Zhuo Yang could not help but grow a turbid breath. In the dark, he felt as if he had forgotten something very important.

　　Thinking carefully, suddenly, he slammed his head. Fuck! How can you almost forget such an important thing?

　　 Zhuo Yang lifted the blanket and jumped barefoot to the floor. Except for a flat-angle trousers all over his body, his naked skin was inseparable.

　　 He has always loved to take off and sleep like this since childhood, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. If it was not because of the inconvenience of putting water in the middle of the night, and he was extremely unsightly, he kept this side of shame and pure land. Ten years of habit formation, as long as it is sleeping, Zhuo Yang will naturally take off like this. Even if you drink and drink, you will subconsciously complete a series of **** actions.

　　 Zhuo Yang opened the drawer on the right side of the desk, took out a rose-colored object, and then jumped back to the warm blanket. Tucking the corner of the quilt, he shrunk his head down, arched his mouth and chin together, leaving his nostrils still breathing outside. Facing up to the sky, Zhuo Yang opened this thing.

　　 This is an invitation, an invitation from Berlin.

　　 Zhuo Yang received this invitation last week, and it was delivered to him by a designated person at noon.

　　The invitation card reads:

Dear Mr. Zhuo Yang, I sincerely invite you to come to Chesterton Hall in Berlin on January 8, 2003 at 19:00 to attend the eighth birthday banquet of the youngest daughter, Midel Swinburne. I look forward to seeing you with your relatives and friends!

　　Full payment——Your friend: Andrew Swinburne

　　Midel’s birthday is coming!

　　 Zhuo Yang likes this cute and pretty pink girl, although she has only seen her twice. Once Midel fell into the water and was rescued by Zhuo Yang alone. Once, Middel's family made a special trip to the Music University to express their gratitude. It didn't count to fall into the water. In Karl Norman's office, Zhuo Yang fell in love with the crystal-clear little angel all at once. It's hard for you to like the cute little girl in pink and jade. Who would not protect and feel distressed like a honey-like little girl? And Midel also clearly showed her trust and closeness to Zhuo Yang. Zhuo Yang was not only her life-saving benefactor, she also unraveled her fears. Zhuo Yang convinced Midale that the death threat was only a small accident and a joke in heaven.

　　 In the professor's office, Midel took Zhuo Yang's hand unwilling to let go, "brother, brother" cried endlessly. That day Zhuo Yang also agreed to Mr. Swinburne's guest invitation, but later he could only do so because he really could not find time.

On the frantic night when "Rubber Lip" met Swinburne, Midale’s father solemnly sent an invitation to Zhuo Yang, hoping that he could come to Midel’s birthday party after the New Year. Zhuo Yang also happily agreed at the time. Later I received this very formal invitation. When he first got the invitation card, Zhuo Yang thought to himself: Why did a child have such a serious birthday?

　　Good fellow, I almost forgot about this matter. Midale knew, what kind of grievances might you have? Maybe that cute little mouth poked so much that he could bolt the donkey.

　　Remembering the lovely Midale, Zhuo Yang had no reason not to go. The little girl could not help but like her. But can't you go empty-handed? What gifts should I prepare? This made Zhuo Yang stumped again.

　　 Zhuo Yang is too young and has no experience in many things. Just like now, he has no idea what kind of birthday gifts should be given to the eight-year-old girl.

　　 Lying in the bed he pondered: Send flowers? not good. Send toys? I don't know what the little angel likes. Snacks? Is it too casual? Do you want to think about what is given to children in China?

　　Thinking about it, Chinese children's favorite is Chinese New Year's money. Can't you give a few red banknotes to the little German noble girl and pass it?

　　Think for a long time, but still have no clue. Or, ask someone? Who are you looking for?

　　 Hey~www.ltnovel.com~ By the way, there is a suitable person, she must know what gift is suitable.

　　Li Xiaoqing! !

　　 Xiaoqing girl was rich and knowledgeable since she was a little girl, and she was a woman. The women came from little girls. She was not sure if she knew what the eight-year-old girl liked.

　　Thinking of this, Zhuo Yang picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table regardless of 3, 7, 21, and looked at the time. It was still early, maybe that Nizi hadn't gotten up yet. Despite her, I can't sleep, and don't think about leisure.

　　 hadn't had time to dial the number, the cell phone ringing suddenly rang, startled Zhuo Yang who was not thinking about it, and almost didn't throw Nokia out. At first glance, hey, it's such a coincidence, it's really a good idea, the phone is from Li Xiaoqing.

　　 This month, Zhuo Yang and Li Xiaoqing were thoroughly cooked. Don't look at Zhuo Yang being busy all day long, but Li Xiaoqing cleared the door that he knew about his work and rest time. There is nothing else. The movie tour park will never go, just one thing-go to the restaurant!

　　Li Xiaoqing has a special liking for food, and the absolute standard beauty eats.

　　 Good-looking people are called foodies, and if they are ugly, they are called rice bins. No way, this is a face-to-face society. If a beauty has to laugh at herself as a rice bucket, you must not go down the topic and say, whoever takes the fool. Because even a beauty is a carved rice bucket.

　　Li Xiaoqing loves to eat or not to eat fat, who can you justify?

　　 God is fair. If he gives you an ordinary face, he will definitely give you a mediocre brain, so that you can work hard and down to earth. If he gives you a super high face value, then he will definitely give you a perfect figure.

　　 There are too many such darlings of God, and Li Xiaoqing is undoubtedly one of the most favored.