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Chapter 2647 She knows, that's called liking

Qiao Sinian was very skillful in combing people's hair, so skillful that he was a little surprised.

"Okay, see if you're satisfied." Qiao Sinian pulled her to the mirror.

Ye Jiaqi, who was dressed neatly, became energetic, with a rosy complexion, and had a lingering eye feathers in his eyes.

Qiao Sinian tied her a pair of ponytails.

Ye Jiaqi stared at herself in the mirror. For a moment, her eyes were filled with surprise, as if she saw herself when she was sixteen or seventeen years old.

At that time, she liked to comb her ponytails, which looked very well-behaved, cute and sweet, and in other words, she was particularly likable.

Likeable...who can I like it?

Time has not left any traces on her face. Except for the baby fat on her face, her eyes are not as bright as before, and her smile is not as bright as before, everything seems to have not changed yet.

When her eyes were blurred, she always felt like she was back in the past.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, at the age of ignorance, the buds of lovesickness broke out.

At that time, I began to pay attention to my words and deeds, began to behave properly, speak softly, and began to pay attention to my clothes and dress.

The most common manifestations of adolescent girls are all.

She has bought a lot of cheap accessories and learned a lot of beautiful styles. These are all for her to be beautiful every day.

Because every morning, she could have breakfast with him at the same table, and he would also say a few words to her and ask about her study or sleep.

She would be excited when one of his eyes fell on her, her heart beats violently, her speech speeds up, and her words are not fulfilling.

She knew that it was liked.

The purest thing is to like, without any impurities.

Now, seeing herself in the mirror again, she stretched out her hand and tried to remove his ponytail.

Qiao Sinian frowned and pressed her hand: "Don't you like it?"

"Um."

"I think it's pretty good, it's very suitable for you."

He also had a whim and suddenly tied her with such a pair of ponytails, because last night, he dreamed of her like this.

Because of insomnia, anxiety, stress, and emotions, he didn't dream much, and he dreamed almost every night during this period.

Last night, he dreamed of the little girl, the little girl who looked very similar to her.

The little girl is still at the age of sixteen or seventeen, lively and cute, and her personality is not similar to Ye Jiaqi.

In the dream, he and the girl were sitting at a table having breakfast, sitting face to face.

He cut her a piece of bread, applied blueberry sauce, and handed it to her: "Eat more, you will feel stressed if you get high."

The girl nodded frequently, ate the bread he handed over, and looked at him from time to time with her eyes open.

As soon as he looked up, she immediately withdrew her gaze and pretended not to care.

"Your clip today is too eye-catching, so you won't be allowed to wear it tomorrow." He looked at the girl lightly, looking at the star clip on her head.

She really touched her head aggrievedly: "Isn't it good-looking?"

"It's not good-looking." He left three words indifferently.

"Oh, it's not good-looking." There was a great disappointment on her face in her tone.

After a while, she asked carefully and tentatively: "Then... does my skirt look good today?"
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