Chapter 115: The color of the bag

Suddenly my heart opened like a closed window.
Looking at the food in front of me, I suddenly wanted to eat two more. Looking at the work on the table, I suddenly got motivated.
Just like once every Friday, she was sitting in the audience, looking forward to the stars and the moon. Among the teenagers in white ball suits, he looked forward to him in the number one ball suit.
Always unscrew the bottle cap in his hand and drink up most of the bottle of water.
Each time, as long as he was late, she would think wildly, and the classmates next to her would be irritable when she said something to her.
She often asks herself why she likes someone so much.
More poisoned by games than those Internet addicted teenagers.
It can also be proven that people's hearts are strong, and there is really nothing wrong with Xiaoqiang.
Time and time again, I still have illusions.
She couldn't wait to hear her secretary's improper sentence.
Lin Yichan laughed at himself, reached out and picked up the box, put it on his legs, and slowly opened the cover of the box with both hands.
The bright orange makes her feel that the light in the room suddenly lights up a few degrees.
She was a little surprised, surprised that Gu Nianshen would pick her clothes so bright.
She didn't seem to have seen clothes of this color in the impression.
wrong!
On the third day of the third day, I went to represent the school to participate in a recitation contest. My mother bought her an orange dress. It said that the color was a little brighter, which would make her stand on the stage more eye-catching.
She wore that skirt once, because the color was too eye-catching.
Why does this guy look at her mother and like the color of such a showy bag?
She frowned as she thought, picking up the clothes in the box and shaking away.
A very simple V-neck sleeveless long dress. I did n’t find a brand. I do n’t know if I lost it.
‘He did n’t hesitate to report the size to the designer ...’
Lin Yichan held the skirt on his body and wanted to put it back in the box, once again because of Qi Shaodong's words.
Can't wait to put the skirt directly on the body.
She is wearing tight T-shirts and tight jeans today. This set has no effect except for the poor results.
She looked down at the skirt, reaching the length of her ankle, and then pulled her waist a little tighter, but if she took off her pants and T-shirt, it would be just right.
The corners of his mouth can't help rising.
She wasn't in a hurry to wear shoes, and went round on the ground with her bare feet, and her skirt fluttered, in her sight, like a blooming flower.
She couldn't help kicking and showed off a ballet that she hadn't skipped for 800 years.
When I was a kid, my mother forced her to go to school for a while, but later she saw that she really didn't like it, so she didn't let her continue to learn.
Unexpectedly, after many years, she would even remember to jump twice.
Kick and kick a little horse easily.
"Oh, Mr. Kobayashi, this is your practice."
The door didn't know when it opened, and suddenly Fang Heyang's voice came from the door.
Lin Yiqian was startled, lowered his legs and almost fell.
After she stood still, she frowned and looked at Fang Heyang.
Today he wore a light pink shirt and aristocratic blue cropped trousers, with a sense of formality.
Fang Heyang knew why Lin Yiqian was unhappy, and she explained to her in a hurry. "I knocked on the door just now, and I knocked a few times, maybe you didn't hear it."
Then he pointed to the document bag held in the other hand and said, "This document is very important and urgently needs your signature."