Stupidly Cute Qing Mei: The Childhood Friend is Too Black Bellied

The little rabbit looked at the door of her disappearing classroom, only to feel the foggy water.

Cheng Shi ran out of the classroom boyishly, and ran along the road towards the place where he had just quarreled with Gu Ningshu.

Although the winter sun is very dazzling, but the cold wind blows, giving people a sense of coldness.

Not to mention that not long after the ritual ceremony, the sky was snowing little by little.

Cheng Shitong ran to the place where he had quarreled with Gu Ningshu at a stretch, but found that only one stool remained in place, but Gu Ningshu disappeared.

Uh ... what about people? ?

Cheng Shitong couldn't help frowning, and looked around, this guy, wouldn't he just throw his stool here? ?

The snow falling from the sky gradually grew, and her eyes suddenly stopped as she glanced across the flowerbed.

In the flower bed, a thin and erect back was lowering his head, as if looking for something carefully.

Cheng Shitong looked for a moment, looking at the familiar back in the flower bed, his heart suddenly seemed to overturn the seasoning shop, and the taste was mixed.

His side face is clear, a pair of dark jade eyes hang down slightly, and his eyes focus on the ground. On his dark hair, there is a piece of crystal clear snowflakes, and his thin and thin body is resolute in the cold wind. Stand up.

He should have been looking in the flower bed for a while, and the white and slender fingertips were slightly reddish by the cold wind.

Suddenly, his eyes brightened, and he bent down to pick up something from the flower bed, carefully dusted the dust from it, and shoved it into his pocket.

Cheng Shitong had a sore nose and walked forward, shouting at Gu Ningshu across the flowerbed: "It's all broken up, what are you still doing !?"

Gu Ningshu's body stiffened, and with a trace of imperceptible surprise in his eyes, he slowly turned back.

Cheng Shitong stood beside the flower bed, staring at him with red eyes.

"I ... uh ..." Gu Ningshu didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Come out." Cheng Shitong sucked his nose vigorously and said to Gu Ning, who was standing inside the flower bed.

"..."

Gu Ningshu hesitated for a moment, but carefully walked out of the flower bed.

He walked to Cheng Shitong, his eyes slightly glaring at her pale pink face, without speaking.

"Give me back." Cheng Shitong reached out his hand towards him.

"..."

Gu Ningshu said nothing and did nothing.

"Give me back!" Cheng Shitong stretched out his hand towards him again.

Gu Ningshu sighed gently, took the wrist rope out of his pocket, and gently placed it in Cheng Shitong's palm.

When his fingertips touched her soft palm, he instantly passed a piece of cold.

Cheng Shitong only felt as if an ice cube fell into his palm, and then left quickly.

She looked up at him violently. His original white cheek had been frozen outside for a long time, and he was frozen with a light red mark.

For such a broken hand rope ... is it worth it! !!

Cheng Shitong's heart was dull, and the palm of his hand was tightened tightly. Then, as soon as her wrist was lifted up, he was held tightly by his cold hand.

"Why?" Cheng Shitong stared up at him.

"Don't throw it any more." Gu Ningshu's eyes dropped slightly, looking straight at her, his voice lightly said, "It's hard to find."

"Who asked you to find it, you said it yourself!"