The School Prince’s Exclusive Sweetheart

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"Cut, she's so ugly, her legs are short, and crying is life-threatening, who would like her!" The little regiment twirled his hands and chest, and said 280,000 yuan against his words.

Some people say that the younger a boy is, the more he likes a person, the more he is irritable, the likes are disliked, and the clever are stupid. Obviously, small dumplings to small **** are such a mentality.

On the other hand, if the small group dared to say bad things about the small ball, Fang Mo would inevitably clean him up, but today may be the reason for the love letter, and he has no time to ignore them. Slender fingers tapped on the steering wheel, and said lightly, "Little boy, do you want the basketball signature of the dream chaser team?"

The small group's eyes light up with a brush. Dreamcatcher is his favorite team in these two years! He had been stunned for a long time, but their signatures could not be bought by money, and he had stunned for several days for this.

Now Fang Mo asked him if he wanted it, and his little head was almost the same as the chicken pecking rice.

"Yes, yes! Brother, can you get it?"

Fang Mo smiled and said nothing.

In the end, the small group was the Gu family. The IQ went online for a second and asked with a smile: "Brother, what do you want me to do?"

The smaller Maruko's figure moved closer and closer, Fang Mo's expression became softer and softer. But what he said with his thin lips was extremely cold-blooded and ruthless: "Give me all her peach blossoms!"

"Okay! Guaranteed to complete the task!" The small group promised with a fist, but in fact he would do the same without Fang Mo saying.

The two men, one big, one small, reached the deal, and the little ball that was late to get on the bus didn't know what happened. Yan Yan Yan Yan handed the cone to Fang Mo: "Brother Fang Fang, can't you eat? Eat? Very sweet! "

Fang Mo shook his head with a smile. He never liked these sweets.

The little dumpling jumped back in a hurry: "I eat, I eat! Meatballs, give me a bite!"

Xiao Wanzi glanced at him: "No."

The small group tears: "I'm your brother too! Why is it so different?"

"Will I be your sister! I was born before you!"

"But my mother got pregnant first!"

The two immediately quarreled, Fang Mo just smiled, but did not stop, let the laughter and noise spread all the way.

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Gu family.

Xiao Wan Zi had a snack and went to do her homework. Fang Mo took a shower and went to the study to read the documents.

Gu Zichen took Su Nian to go on vacation every year, leaving them alone as housekeepers.

Fang Mo finished replying to an email, and thoughts drifted to that letter again ...

Are children now so precocious? Little Maruko was only 16. When he was 16, he didn't know what he liked!

Is he really an old man?

Fang Mo Fu's forehead, sad.

The little ball ran in barefoot, and poorly handed over the exercise book: "Brother, I can't write."

Fang Mo hesitated, took a glance at it, and spoke to her carefully, holding draft paper.

Little Maruko has n’t been good at math since he was a kid. He explained a very simple function problem three times, and it was only then that Maruko figured out the answer.

In the past, Fang Mo would not hate her, but today she was a bit angry and said with a stern expression: "Don't mess things up at school, study well is the business!"

Little Maruk was wronged: "I'm studying hard!"

"... In short, don't think about anything other than studying, especially early love. If you dare to fall in love with a boy, I will ..."