Chapter 1192： : Bamboo Horse (13) (2/2)

Yuan Yi only felt that Qiu Mu was scared, and was even more determined to draw Yunfan into his friend camp.

Qiu Mu is similar to Yun Fanfan. He is not bad at learning. He suddenly changed from mathematical formulas to addition and subtraction within ten. Of course he couldn't adapt.

In particular, the teacher has repeatedly taught and taught several times.

But Qiu Mu was a good student, so he didn't have the habit of sleeping in class, so he insisted on listening.

After two classes, it’s time for snacks.

Qiu Mu looked at the egg yolk pie on the table, remembering the little cake she had given in the morning, put the egg yolk pie in the drawer, took out the little cake, and ate it slowly.

After eating, he remembered again that he still didn't give her his photo.

I took out the photo and looked at it, and touched her cheek with my fingertips.

Thinking of the softness that my fingertips had felt before, Qiu Mu took the photo back.

It will be okay next time.

Anyway, that little trouble guy can't get rid of it for a while.

The sunlight came in from outside the window and fell on the desk. Qiu Mu lowered his head and the corners of his mouth cocked slightly.

Yun said in general that he wanted a little red flower, so when painting, he naturally took a lot more effort than before.

If she used her normal level to paint this picture, she would probably be treated as a monster.

After all, the kindergarten level, no matter how good the painting is, it is not particularly good.

Yun Fan has a deep painting skill in the previous world, at least it is impossible to paint like that yesterday, but it is like this today.

She just beautified the bottom edge a little, and handed in the drawing paper.

Not surprisingly, Xiao Honghua still got her.

When school was over, she ran to Qiu Mu's classroom excitedly, and saw Qiu Mu sitting in a chair. Compared with the children running around, he was so quiet.

Yun ran over, pointed at the little red flower on his forehead, and said triumphantly: ”Look, little red flower!”