Chapter 1886: Straight mixed-race students (22)

The boy suddenly licked his lips, dropped his eyelashes, and couldn’t hear his emotions. "I have nothing to do."
"Then I hang up." The other party was light.
Then she hangs up the phone, very crisp and neat, and there is a beep in the receiver.
Seeking the hand holding the phone tightly.
He put down his cell phone, picked up his lips, and his pretty white face was slightly unpleasant.
Quietly standing for a while, he coveted, picking up the gray box on the desk.
Not locked.
He gently opened the box, took the photo inside, and watched it silently for a while.
The photo is a boy in a school uniform.
It was his high school classmate when he was abroad.
In the photo, the tall foreign brother looks beautiful and bright, showing a white tooth to the camera.
Seeking the continent slightly raised his eyebrows.
The beautiful white and tender face of the teenager has crossed a complicated mood. He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.
Putting the photo back, he sat down at the desk and stared silently at the corner of the desk.
After a long sigh of relief, he got up and took a soft cloth strip and took the hand-made scissors.
The beautiful and lovely face of the young man appeared white and soft in the sunlight coming in through the window. The dark blue scorpion stared at the cloth strip, and he carefully cut the things into strips and wrapped the corners of the desk.
The black hair of the micro-volume is somewhat fluffy and cute, and the face of the young white-haired doll is light.
After wrapping the corners of the desk, I sought to straighten up and look at my own achievements silently.
After being wrapped in a soft cloth, it is impossible for people to get hurt.
The boy looked at it silently for a while.
Immediately, he suddenly licked his lips, as if he didn't understand what he was doing, and pulled all the wrapped things down and threw them in the trash can.
The teenager squatted on the table and buried his face in his arm.
The mother sought to knock into the room and accidentally saw her son kneeling on the table, as if it was a bit low.
He has always been arrogant, never caring about other people's opinions, living like a bully, not even as it is now, quietly burying his face in his arms, as if he was wronged.
She couldn't help but whisper and whispered to him: "What happened to Ah, what happened? What happened?"
The teenager made a slight meal and raised his head from his arm.
The dark blue light blue layered and smashed in the shackles, a peaceful and quiet. The handsome young boy looked up and looked at her mother, and turned her head again. There was nothing to say about the pleasing sound: "Who will let you into my room?"
Looking for a mother.
Before seeking the continent, I did not let others enter the room.
But the last time I made up the class, I heard that the nanny’s grandmother said that it was in his own room...
The mother found that he didn't mind this.
Otherwise, how can a stranger enter?
There are some embarrassments at the moment, the mother is not wrong, and the son is still not allowed to enter the room...
She had to step back and ask with concern: "What happened to you? How to get on the table?"
The teenager raised his eyebrows slightly.
On the pretty and lovely cheeks, there was a slight lack of obvious intolerance. It seemed to be mentioned something that I didn't want to mention. He turned his face and stared at the desk. His tone was cold and indifferent: "It's none of your business, you go out."
The mother found a sigh of relief, and did not argue again, turned and walked out of the room.
It seems that it is still difficult for his son to remove his heart.
His heart is nothing to say to her.
He does not accept this home at all.