Yan Che sat upright on the girl's princess bed, her temperament was not in line with the pink and tender style of this space.

However, the little boy, who was as beautiful as a doll, had long and thick eyelashes on his white porcelain skin, and his dark eyes stared at the little girl's actions without blinking. His expression was inexplicably soft and cute when he was silent.

Seeing the girl holding a princess dress with a light blue starry sky, her little face was hanging on her face... She approached herself with a malicious smile, and Yan Che pursed her lips.

A guess came to my mind.

...No, no.

The next second, the girl stuffed the princess skirt into his arms, "Ache, didn't you ask me to change another request? Now my request is..."

The pink cherry lips were bent in a wilted manner, as if they were a little proud of some purpose. They spoke lightly and quickly, saying: "Ache, please wear a skirt for me once!"

Yan Che's white and tender little face froze slightly.

Wear, wear skirts...

He refused in his heart.

Although this age is still in a state of youthful and ignorant for men and women.

However, there is also a vague boundary in my heart.

For example, skirts are worn by girls.

So let him wear a skirt...

Yan Che wanted to ask, don’t you know if it’s time to regret it now?

"Ache, are you going to cheat?" How could he hide his little thoughts from Fenghua? She exposes her words, blinks Zi Grape's eyes, and asks him innocently.

"..." Yan Che's petal-like lips pursed gently and asked tentatively: "If..."

The general said two words and was interrupted by Feng Hua ruthlessly: "If you dare to cheat, I will not play with you in the future."

Her little face was serious and her tone was even more serious.

From the inside to the outside, I was revealing a meaning to him: I am serious about breaking up with friendship.

Break-up relationship is definitely a major earthquake in the revolutionary friendship between the aunts who dance square dance together and the children who go down to the kindergarten.

I guess no one likes to hear it.

If it weren't before, if you didn't play with him, even if you were childhood sweethearts, boys and girls would have different preferences as they grow older. If Shengxia ignores him, then forget it.

but……

Somehow, when he thought that this person ignored him again, a irritability surged in his heart.

Yan Che's long eyelashes trembled, his lips pursed, and said nothing.

The next second, he obediently picked up the princess skirt, jumped out of bed, and went to the cloakroom without saying a word.

Tsk.

Women's clothing guy.

Fenghua sat lazily on the princess bed, holding her chin with one hand, looking in the direction of the cloakroom with the other hand, and holding her cell phone with the other hand.

Always prepare to record the dark history of a certain Zhuma Jun.

When you grow up, show it to him...

How memorable.

Fenghua thought passionately.

Five minutes later, the door of the cloakroom opened-

The little boy wearing a light blue starry sky princess dress walked out with a beautiful, white and tender little face expressionless face.

A hint of surprise flashed in Fenghua's eyes.

Die prematurely.

Her little bamboo horse is more beautiful than a girl in a princess dress.

"Click."

"Click..."

Fenghua quickly took out his phone that had been prepared and pressed the shutter.

Yan Che's long eyelashes were slightly lowered, his bright red lips were pursed tightly, and he looked like he was indulging in love, and said, "Okay, is it OK now?"

He just wants to replace it now, immediately, immediately.
Chapter completed!