My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

It was another day tormented by the piercing words in my head.

Thinking of this, Mo Nanbei sighed silently.

If only this time was at school...

She couldn't help but think so.

Because of this, you can vent the inexplicable bad emotions in your heart.

For example, quietly tie Li Ziqian's shoelaces to the legs of the stool.

If he's not wearing sneakers, quietly dismember all the pens in his pencil case...

Just thinking about the picture after the event was completed, Mo Nanbei felt extremely happy.

‘Try it another day. ’

She was very excited about this sudden inspiration.

So much that the age that was originally intended to be used to write the 'plan for tomorrow' has become, 'Record of inspiration for Li Ziqian's countermeasures age1'.

After digressing for more than ten minutes, Mo Nanbei's daily 11:58ddl alarm clock brought her thoughts back.

"Cough, let's think about what to eat tomorrow."

Today is a rare day to complete tasks ahead of schedule. Not only have I practiced the piano for more than an hour, but I can also sit at the table and plan the next life.

For Li Ziqian's countermeasures, it's better to think about this kind of thing when you are in a daze in class.

"Hmm, that's right."

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Nanbei even affirmed his own brain circuit by talking to himself.

Although thinking about this issue in the middle of the night is very unfriendly to the appetite, as a person who is very planned, somewhat obsessive-compulsive, and will be restless if he doesn't plan something, Mo Nan thinks about his sleep health at night. Bei must have made a brief plan for the next day's life the night before.

Even if tomorrow's schedule can be summed up in two words, she has to think about it, make this conclusion, and then enter it into the notepad in her head.

In this way, she will feel at ease and can sleep at ease.

After reporting the name of a dish in his head, Mo Nanbei still had no idea what to eat tomorrow morning.

If you want to blame it, there are too many shops around this community, and the taste is not bad!

She's the kind of person who can eat happily as long as she has meat, a kind of picky eater in a sense, and not a very picky eater in a sense.

So, for her, no matter what she eats, as long as there is meat.

It's best if you have beef, if you don't have it.

...

'and many more. ’

Mo Nanbei's thoughts suddenly stopped somewhere, and she suddenly thought of something.

Tomorrow, she seems to be going out for breakfast with Li Ziqian?

Ok……

Shouldn't it be more or less polite to consider his opinion?

Maybe this would be more polite?

If Li Ziqian knew what Mo Nanbei was thinking at this time, he would definitely complain about Mo Nanbei's strange brain circuit.

When it comes to meeting, say, 'Your mother is blown up. ' This thing, do you really think it's polite?

...

However, without anyone mentioning it, it is destined to be very difficult for Mo Nanbei to realize this.

Now she has begun to think about 'Notes 2 about going out for breakfast with Li Ziqian tomorrow' - 'Does the time to go out in the morning need to be adjusted? ' This is the case.

Ok……

How could it be better to call him tomorrow?

Five minutes before I was ready to go out?

Or do you just go to his house and knock on the door after you clean up?

still is…?

e...

After another two minutes of meaningless thinking, Mo Nanbei's mood became subtle because he suddenly realized that there were many uncontrollable factors in the plan of 'going out for breakfast with Li Ziqian'.

She hated the feeling of being unknown and out of control.

Although it's just a time for breakfast and going out tomorrow.

But soon, her inexplicable irritability dissipated.

Her attention shifted to the next topic.

"Go to school with others..."

When she stayed at home and didn't come out to live alone, she was usually picked up by a driver's car to go to school.

After she came out to live by herself, after she studied and understood the school plan and learned to take the bus and subway correctly, she did not encounter any classmates who could go to school together.

In those novels, animations, and movies, good friends walk side by side, walk together, go to school, chatting and laughing... She feels so deceitful.

There is no one to accompany you to school...

Everyone has their own plans and their own pace. Even if they walk to school, they don't encounter any sisters.

Even if this kind of topic is occasionally mentioned in the chat, it will always become this kind of expansion:

'can you fetch me? ','Eh? Why do I take the bus together? If I don't catch up, it will be bad.', 'It doesn't seem like our house is very close, right? ', 'Walking to school every day is too tiring. I take the school bus all the time, and I can copy homework and stuff on the way. ’.

When the chat content became like this, Mo Nanbei knew that he shouldn't say anything more.

Soon, this topic will be forced to end, and the topic of discussion will return to 'Which boy is handsome in grade', 'What do I want to buy on weekends', 'xx looks good but my pocket money is not enough', 'My boyfriend and I had another fight today'...

Thinking of these boring but interesting topics, Mo Nanbei sighed again.

Everyone likes to get along with her, but she is not very cold about it.

It is said that it is very pleasant to get along with her, but in fact, it is the world where she is the only one injured.

Everyone has their own rhythm, and it is obvious that she is the very discordant descending west in the key of C major.

That's why it's rare yesterday to say "I think it's very pleasant to get along with you" with Li Ziqianfa, which is inexplicable, sensational and hypocritical...

That's why it's so rare to sit at the desk, instead of lying in bed thinking about what to eat tomorrow morning.

Is she happy?

Someone to go to school with me...

Although the target is not a cute cute girl, but... well, considering the two of them get along so happily, it is not impossible to be sisters.

"Ha~ yawn."

Her mind turned a little faster, and she was already very sleepy at this time.

Giving up and continuing to think about something, he said to himself, "Leave a little unknown for tomorrow", and gave up to continue making plans. Mo Nanbei collapsed on the bed and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

She didn't choose to sleep, but she chose to sleep. She shouldn't refuse something like this.

After all, who would refuse to sleep?