100 Ways to Get the Male God

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Mother Xun was stunned, shocked and didn't know how to react, so she stammered: "Okay..."

see hell...

She had an indifferent look just now, but in a blink of an eye, her expression was bright, like a cute and cute angel.

Since he suddenly changed one day when he was a child, he has never seen the soft appearance of the child again.

She stared blankly at the boy.

The other party lowered his head, slightly curled under the black, his delicate eyebrows seemed to be stretched happily, and the blue between his eyes resembled the sky. He took out his phone from his pocket, and was about to dial with his fingertips, but suddenly stopped hesitantly.

He glanced at his mother.

The mother also looked at him suspiciously and lovingly.

"I... I'll call again when I go back." The boy said quietly, his good mood seemed unaffected, he put the phone back in his pocket obediently, and rolled his eyes.

He hasn't shown such a good expression for a long time, and the mother and son have not had such a harmonious conversation for a long time. Looking for the mother's expression softened, and nodded to the child without asking anything.

After returning home, the little milk cat went upstairs and locked himself in the room.

He pursed his lips, took a breath, and dialed.

"Beep-beep-"

The voice rang a few times, and it was connected. At least this shows that the other party did not block him.

Xunzhou suddenly froze his breath, and tightened his fingers on the phone, "...Hello?"

After a few seconds, a female voice came over there, her voice still flat and warm: "Is something wrong?"

The boy slowly regained his breath, pursed his lips and calmed down. He looked at the desk with beautiful eyes, and said in a low voice, "I... I didn't go abroad, so, do you have time this weekend? Our make-up class..."

The words of expectation are not finished.

The other party interrupted him and said in a flat voice: "The make-up class is over, I won't go on weekends."

The rest of the words were all blocked, the fair and lovely young man wanted to open his lips, and his eyes slid blankly.

He held the phone tightly, his eyelashes drooping in confusion, "Ah? Are you okay?"

The girl seemed to think about it for a while, and the girl smiled calmly: "I'll explain it to my aunt later."

The young man pursed his lips.

Why... suddenly don't want him? Explain to auntie? Didn't even explain to him...

Just after a few seconds of daze, the voice on the other end asked faintly: "Do you have anything else to do?"

"I have," the young man said quickly, but after he said the words, he didn't know what to say for a moment. He blinked his long eyelashes and suppressed the discomfort in his heart. Where did you get it? I can't find yours."

His voice was low, and it seemed to be a little milky to please.

That end said: "I'll give it to you when I look back."

"Oh...Okay." Xunzhou replied in a low voice, but he still didn't hang up, "Is your injury on your hand healed? And the last cold, are you all healed?"

There seemed to be a pause over there, before answering, "It's been a long time, and it's all gone."

"Yeah." The boy's voice became more pleasant, his eyes were curving obediently, and then he said softly, "I went to the playground again today... Thank you for taking me to play that time, you even bought it for me. Marshmallow."

There was a hum, there was no special emotion, and he asked, "Is there anything else?"

The young man blinked, and the brisk mood he pretended gradually disappeared from the blue and beautiful eyes. He held the phone and said softly, "...No more."