Chapter 274
By the time I got back to Bo's house, it was already 11 o'clock in the night.
Along the way, the flush on dianxiaoxing's face never faded.
Compared with Bo Mu Yan's desire for her, his "I love you" shocked Dian Xiaoxing too much.
The shock was mingled with this unspeakable ecstasy.
This is Bo Muyan's first real confession to her.
Serious, without a hint of molestation or carelessness.
"Xiao Xing, go to bed early. Good night." At this time, Bo Mu Yan gently leaned over, and his low voice fell gently, interrupting Dian Xiao Xing's thoughts.
She turned her eyes and asked, "what about you?"
"I still have some work to deal with. You go to bed first and go to school tomorrow." Bo Mu Yan gently stroked her hot face.
"Then you should go to bed early, too." Dian Xiaoxing is a little distressed.
"Well, good. I'll sleep when I'm done. " With that, Bo Muyan kisses dianxiaoxing on his forehead.
Dian Xiaoxing nodded and obediently went back to the bedroom. His heart was full of sweetness.
Lying in bed at that moment, she still felt a kind of unreal like a dream.
Her mouth involuntarily raised, watery eyes staring at the ceiling with expectation.
Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and jumped out of bed.
She opened her wardrobe and took out the white shirt she had bought for him in the bottom drawer.
Then she sat at the table and took the shirt out of the package carefully.
Then she opened her dressing box and took out a lipstick she seldom used.
The girl looks in the mirror and spreads lipstick on her lips.
Finally, she unfolded the shirt, pointed it to her chest pocket and kissed it.
Suddenly, a beautiful lip print was printed on the shirt.
The position of the heart, the red of the love is particularly eye-catching.
Dian Xiaoxing looks at the lipstick print with satisfaction. She takes out the needle and thread again, and sews it up with red thread along her lip print.
Dian Xiaoxing's handiwork is pretty good.
About half an hour later, the lip print she printed was sewed with red thread, which made it look more delicate.
She didn't affect the grade of the whole shirt because of her creativity.
Dian Xiaoxing is very satisfied with looking at her processed shirt, the corner of her mouth raised a smile of joy.
She had thought about it for a long time.
Many times, did she ever feel that she would be a little bold and light?
But when she made up her mind to do it and did it well, she felt very relaxed and happy.
This is her gift to Bo Muyan.
Her hard work, her expectation and her love are all contained in it.
Whether or not bo Mu Yan's birthday, she will give this gift to him.
Thinking of this, Dian Xiaoxing holds his shirt tightly in his arms, and a smile of expectation and happiness comes back from the corner of his mouth
On the other side.
Lin, Mu Jingfan help her clean up the kitchen, then ready to go.
Two people standing at the door, are a pair of reluctant look.
"Miss mu, I..."
"Yueyue, you..."
As soon as they opened their mouth, they said with one voice.
Before they finished, they looked at each other and laughed.
"You say it first."
"You say it first."
Once again, Lin Yueyue lowered her head shyly, and her face was already red.
Along the way, the flush on dianxiaoxing's face never faded.
Compared with Bo Mu Yan's desire for her, his "I love you" shocked Dian Xiaoxing too much.
The shock was mingled with this unspeakable ecstasy.
This is Bo Muyan's first real confession to her.
Serious, without a hint of molestation or carelessness.
"Xiao Xing, go to bed early. Good night." At this time, Bo Mu Yan gently leaned over, and his low voice fell gently, interrupting Dian Xiao Xing's thoughts.
She turned her eyes and asked, "what about you?"
"I still have some work to deal with. You go to bed first and go to school tomorrow." Bo Mu Yan gently stroked her hot face.
"Then you should go to bed early, too." Dian Xiaoxing is a little distressed.
"Well, good. I'll sleep when I'm done. " With that, Bo Muyan kisses dianxiaoxing on his forehead.
Dian Xiaoxing nodded and obediently went back to the bedroom. His heart was full of sweetness.
Lying in bed at that moment, she still felt a kind of unreal like a dream.
Her mouth involuntarily raised, watery eyes staring at the ceiling with expectation.
Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and jumped out of bed.
She opened her wardrobe and took out the white shirt she had bought for him in the bottom drawer.
Then she sat at the table and took the shirt out of the package carefully.
Then she opened her dressing box and took out a lipstick she seldom used.
The girl looks in the mirror and spreads lipstick on her lips.
Finally, she unfolded the shirt, pointed it to her chest pocket and kissed it.
Suddenly, a beautiful lip print was printed on the shirt.
The position of the heart, the red of the love is particularly eye-catching.
Dian Xiaoxing looks at the lipstick print with satisfaction. She takes out the needle and thread again, and sews it up with red thread along her lip print.
Dian Xiaoxing's handiwork is pretty good.
About half an hour later, the lip print she printed was sewed with red thread, which made it look more delicate.
She didn't affect the grade of the whole shirt because of her creativity.
Dian Xiaoxing is very satisfied with looking at her processed shirt, the corner of her mouth raised a smile of joy.
She had thought about it for a long time.
Many times, did she ever feel that she would be a little bold and light?
But when she made up her mind to do it and did it well, she felt very relaxed and happy.
This is her gift to Bo Muyan.
Her hard work, her expectation and her love are all contained in it.
Whether or not bo Mu Yan's birthday, she will give this gift to him.
Thinking of this, Dian Xiaoxing holds his shirt tightly in his arms, and a smile of expectation and happiness comes back from the corner of his mouth
On the other side.
Lin, Mu Jingfan help her clean up the kitchen, then ready to go.
Two people standing at the door, are a pair of reluctant look.
"Miss mu, I..."
"Yueyue, you..."
As soon as they opened their mouth, they said with one voice.
Before they finished, they looked at each other and laughed.
"You say it first."
"You say it first."
Once again, Lin Yueyue lowered her head shyly, and her face was already red.