Chapter 375: Young child dyeing should be cultivated from childhood (54)

But disappointing Shen Mubai is that all people and things seem to be all right, but her own behavior is in the eyes of others and becomes strange. One.
At the end of the period, Shen Mubai’s attention was distracted, and naturally there was no extra time to observe.
Until the winter vacation, the metamorphosis did not appear again, and the heart hanging in my heart could finally be put down.
In the New Year, the little man often comes to his own home to eat. When he is too lazy to do his homework, he can secretly sneak it to the other party and let him do it for himself.
In this regard, although An Zikai was helpless, but received it in full.
Xiao Qingxue’s stomach is already obvious, but occasionally it will be active and do something in the kitchen.
She took some small cakes to Shen Mubai, "falling, just forgot to tell the child, you go to give him a message."
Shen Mubai nodded, "Okay."
Putting on the small pastry in the box, Shen Mubai just wanted to knock on the door, but found that the hair door was not tight, the carelessness of the little man, and pushed the door and went in.
"Children." She screamed, but did not get a response.
Shen Mubai put the box on the table in the living room, glanced around the circle, hesitated, and finally walked in the direction of the bedroom.
Speaking of it, since the third day, she rarely came to the home of a small man, and every time I came, I didn't know if it was because of my sensitivity, I always felt that the other party always refused to let her enter the bedroom.
Although I know that when I grow up, there will be secret space, but Shen Mubai can't restrain my inner curiosity.
She nervously said to herself in her heart, and when she glanced at her, she immediately quit.
The pace under the feet went lightly toward the bedroom, and Shen Mubai’s heart jumped faster and faster. She subconsciously swallowed her mouth. When the hand was about to hold the doorknob, there was a cry from the little man behind him. , "falling?"
Shen Mubai turned around and said with a smile, "I see if you are not in the bedroom?"
An Zikai seems to have just come out of the bathroom, with unfinished drops of water on his head. The pair of glass-like scorpions look at the girl, and the lips outline an arc of unknown meaning. "What's the matter?"
Shen Mubai is on the same foot. "My mother asked me to come over and send you a pastry. On the table, I will go back first if I have something to do."
Finished, like something chasing after, immediately ran out.
The smirk sounded, and the smile of Anzi's lips gradually deepened, but the scorpions were full of creepy possessiveness and obsession.
When Shen Mubai ran home, he found that he was stupid. He clearly pretended to be calm and decided that this matter would have passed. This is good, and the guilty conscience is a thief.
But fortunately, the little man seems to have not happened to do this thing. Shen Mubai can only tell himself that the curiosity that should not be there next time is still not there. Maybe there is something in the other room that I don't want to see.
However, it is still a little embarrassing to think about it. The little man who loved to cry and bag was really grown up.
The whole winter vacation passed quickly and it was the day of school.
As soon as I entered the classroom, I heard the girls who were discussing Valentine's Day two days later. Shen Mubai stuffed the bag under the table.
Xu Lin greeted her, "How is the river going, how is the winter vacation?"
Shen Mubai said, "Alright."
Xu Lin said, "Happy Valentine's Day is coming. Do you have any indications?"
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