You Are My Entire World

"Hehe...hehe..." Peach smiled embarrassedly and casually wrote: "Are you hungry for a winter mosquito, it is more cruel..."

Ling Yun looked at her with an incredible expression.

Zhao Xue changed his eyes with big eyes, secretly pulled Peach, and whispered in her ear: "Peach, tell me honestly, is your husband gnawing the bag on your head?"

"..." Peach looked at her speechlessly, reached out and pinched her on her waist violently, and said, "You can show me a big bag. If you can bite it out, I'll tell you !"

"Hey..." Zhao Xue smiled embarrassedly, and then nodded. "That's the same thing, if you gnaw, you shouldn't gnaw this place..."

"..."

"What's gnawing?" Ling Yun saw them together and whispering together again, only heard a gnawing word, and a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes floated suspiciously on both of them.

"Gnawing cookies..." Zhao Xue grinned out a box of cookies from the schoolbag, opened the lid, and handed it to Peach and Ling Yun: "Well, eat, I just bought it yesterday."

"It's a cookie again..." Peach looked at Zhao Xue with a small face on her face, thought about it, picked up a piece, and asked at random: "Xiao Xue, do you like to eat peach crisp..."

"Peach Crisp?" Zhao Xue gave her a strange look. Some words were hard to say: "It seems that my grandfather likes to eat..."

"..." Peach burst into tears.

"I like Peach Crisp." Ling Yun nodded toward Peach with a smile, and said warmly and judo.

"Really?"

"Yep."

"Then don't eat cookies." Zhao Xue gave him a glance and took the cookie box away from him.

"But I also like to eat cookies!" Ling Yun quickly added that before Zhao Xue transferred the cookie box, he took two of them.

The little heart that Peach just healed is broken again.

"What's the matter, peach? Do you like to eat peach crisp?" Zhao Xue glanced at the heartbroken peach and asked carefully.

"No..." Peach shook his head and looked sadly at Zhao Xuedao: "Shen Mochen said that there are more people who like cookies than people who like peach..."

"It looks like this is indeed the case now." Zhao Xue nodded recklessly.

"But he is a cookie, and I am Peach Crisp." Peach continued pitifully: "He means, there are more people who like him than people who like me..."

"What and what..." Ling Yun listened to Peach's words, and suddenly there was a feeling that the second monk was puzzled.

So Peach told the two of them about applying for a QQ account last night. Of course, the kiss and head-shot incident were omitted during the process.

Zhao Xue listened and smiled, covering her mouth.

Ling Yun, frowning, looked at Tao Zi seriously: "Peach, in fact, there are still many boys who like you in the class."

"Ah?" Peach froze for a moment.

"It's just that they all know that Shen Mochen is yours... uh... what..." Ling Yun said when he was here, he was stuck for a while, after all, he was still reluctant to admit that Shen Mochen was Peach's husband, and then continued: " They think they are not comparable to Shen Mochen, so they dare not chase after you."

"Is there such a thing?" Peach turned to Zhao Xue suspiciously, but saw her nod at herself, then said mysteriously: "Hey, I know who puts it in your desk every day Milk."