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

"Uh ... this ..." Rabbit hesitated, then shook his head and said, "No, it's just borrowed from me ..."

"Oh ..." Cheng Zhiyan's eyes flashed an unknown light, then reached out and touched Rabbit's head, and smiled, "If it was you who wrote it, I should be surprised."

"That ..." Xiaotu blinked, raised a pale pink face, looked at Cheng Zhiyan with an anticipation and asked, "Is this love well written?"

Cheng Zhiyan stiffened a little, then reached out and touched Rabbit's head, and smiled softly, "Very good!"

"Hey, hey ..." Rabbit smiled with satisfaction. Since even the orange juice brother praised the love letter, Cheng Shitong should be satisfied.

Cheng Zhiyan bowed his head again and looked at the love letter carefully. Should this be the third love letter written by Rabbit? ?

The first love letter is a mess of ghosts, the second love letter is a recipe book written by her mother, and the third love letter is finally her own handwriting. Although the content is borrowed, each word It's all written by the certification, and she can see her intentions.

The corner of Cheng Zhiyan's lips was ticked, and he reached out and folded the love letter seriously and smiled, "Give it to me ?? Then I accept it ..."

The smile on the bunny's face was just a triumphant, and it all froze in the next second.

"Uh ... this ... this ..." Hesitantly looking at the love letter to Cheng Zhiyan's fingertips, he couldn't help but swallowed hard, and then said with a trembling voice: "This ... this Love letters are not for brother orange juice ... "

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There was an instant silence in the room.

The bunny lowered its head, only to feel that the air around it suddenly depressurized, and even the sound of its breathing could be heard quietly and instantly.

The smile on Cheng Zhiyan's lips slowly converged. His clear and deep eyes looked at the bunny with his head down in front of him, and his voice was deep: "Not for me?"

"Huh ..." Xiao Tu swallowed nervously, raised her head, and said to Cheng Zhi with a guilty conscience: "Yes ... for a new student in our class."

"Male student?"

"Ok……"

Cheng Zhiyan's gaze was staring at her tightly, and for a long while he said nothing.

The little rabbit only felt that the air around him was getting colder and lower, and even the lights on the roof seemed to be dimmed a lot.

After a long silence, Cheng Zhiyan's low voice sounded slowly in her ears: "Do you like him?"

"Ah?" Xiaotu froze, looking up at Cheng Zhiyan.

Cheng Zhiyan raised the love letter in Yang's hand, raised eyebrows towards the rabbit, and asked again: "Do you like that new male student?"

"How ... how is it possible!" Xiaotu looked at Cheng Zhiyan with a surprised expression, and quickly denied it: "I don't like him, it's Tongtong like him, I'm a love letter for Tongtong !!"

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There was no sound in the room.

Only this time, Bunny felt that the air pressure around him seemed to be slowly rising, and the light above his head seemed to have restored its original brightness.

"Really ..." Cheng Zhiyan's voice carried a hint of relief that he hadn't even noticed. He reached out and folded the love letter written by Rabbit, put it in a drawer at the bottom of his desk, and said lightly: Let her write, and I have confiscated the love letter. "