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"GL Vows to Marry Red Makeup"

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The author has something to say: Disclaimer: The article will definitely be finished, before I go back to school, around February [-]th.

No major revisions have been made, only the setting of the role of cleverness has been modified, and a role like a nerd pseudo-shota is directly given.

The mother in the family eloped with a man, and there is a dishonest father and two very promising older brothers. ...

So I kicked out the decision that she was a martial arts master and harbored a deep hatred, and now I stick to the easy-to-read route.It is guaranteed that you can read a chapter within 1 minute.

There won't be too many ups and downs in the process, but the final ending I said came according to my ideas.

In the eyes of some people, I can’t blame me for feeling unbearable.

Vow to marry red makeup Qizi

The girl raised her head, and saw a small person sitting on the wall outside the window of her room, a vague shadow, but she felt that the person was so slender, and the moonlight draped softly on her body, as if covered with a layer of silvery white The spun yarn is not very clear.The girl narrowed her eyes slightly and took a rough look, only to see the child raised his head high and looked up at the sky.

The girl's interest came, and she made a quick decision, moved the small stool by the table, grabbed the thick skirt that was so long that it almost reached the ground with both hands, stepped on the stool, grabbed the window, and climbed up to the roof carefully.

The height of the second floor is indeed too high for a little girl. She felt her hands trembling slightly, and her whole small body seemed to be stepping on a steel wire. When she wanted to retract her foot, she saw that person Looking at her, her bright eyes shone like shooting stars under the moonlight.

He is looking at her!The girl took a deep breath, grabbed her skirt, and slowly walked up the tiles, towards the edge of the roof.

When she reached the place closest to the wall, the girl sat down and looked at him regardless of the dust on the roof.

"What's your name?" The girl looked at him curiously with her eyes open.

That man was not much older than her, with a thin body, and when he was sitting on the wall, he almost worried that the wind would blow him away. His long hair was loose, and it was actually longer than her, as if it had been sprinkled with a thin layer of gold powder , issued a strange halo.The girl even has an urge to reach out and touch his hair to see if it really shines.

Most of the child's face was covered by the loose hair, so he couldn't see clearly, but the eyes, when looking at people, would have a gleam like glass, which made people unconsciously attracted.

He is now watching the eldest lady from the next door grab her skirt clumsily, revealing her fat calves and thighs, and she can almost see the clothes inside. The cat, however, took a deep breath and was sitting opposite him like this, looking straight at him with those big eyes, as if he was an animal that he had never seen before.

Seeing that the man didn't answer her, the little girl thought maybe he couldn't hear the voice, just like Luki in the kitchen.

She stretched out her short, fat hands towards him.

The child frowned slightly, unable to understand what she meant.

The girl only now realizes that the distance between them is so different. Even if he stretched out his legs, he couldn't reach each other. She was completely disappointed, scratched her head, and said, "What should I do, you can't hear what I say, and you can't write?" Let me show you. How can I tell you my name? Why are you deaf? If you are not deaf, it would be great, you can talk to me, chat, I don’t have to be alone every day without talking to me.”

The kid said, "My name is Smart. Very smart, smart."

The voice was soft and smooth, and he read it slowly, as if he was called up to study when the teacher was teaching. The immature child's voice was full of pretentious maturity, just like a little adult.

The girl discovered that Clever could speak and could hear her voice, and felt ashamed that what she said was heard by him.

"Too bad, I didn't mean to." The girl waved her hand and said.

"My name is gentle, gentle like water, beautiful and generous gentle." Wenrou put her hands around her mouth and introduced her name loudly.

She is very proud of her name, because only such a smart father and mother can give her such a gentle name.Gentle, I just hope she can be as gentle as her beautiful and delicate mother in the future.

What about him?Is he also expected in this way?

"Smart brother, are you very smart?" Wen Wen said with her chin propped up.

Clever thought for a while, then said slowly, "I can recite poems."

The girl opened her eyes wide, looked at him in surprise and admiration, and said, "That's amazing."

Gentleness is not afraid of bitter concoction, father's wood-like expressionless face, not afraid of the pain when the needle is stuck, even afraid of her husband forcing her to recite poems.Those words with countless twists and turns just can't be uttered.Every time she put on a round face and wanted her mother who loved her to let her go, she no longer looked like a mother. With that beautiful face, she said seriously that she could only eat after reciting it.

Therefore, when she heard that someone could recite poems, she thought he was so great, a hundred times greater than the heroes in those books.A hero can only wield a knife and wield a sword, which is nothing, at most it takes a little effort, but reciting poems is as painful as squeezing his own brain dry.