Chapter 9 Across the Mary Sue Campus Essay 8

She took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but it was so fragrant inside, she coughed twice, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and walked towards the elevator.

She wants to change rooms! !

"Tears are like glass, love dreams, lotus tears, Bingya tears fall into the purple butterfly dream of ice, Shangxin cherry language Bingling Yidie dreams like Miss... Tears are like glass, love dreams, lotus tears, Bingya tears fall into the ice purple butterfly dream, Shang Xinyingyu Bingling Yidie Mengru Miss..."

Sebastian kept calling her name behind him.

Mo Qingyu rolled her eyes, she didn't know how they remembered this kind of name.

It's really a pain in the ass.

When he got to the elevator, Sebastian also walked over, and he put the bicycle aside very politely.

He raised his eyes very handsomely, and looked at Mo Qingyu, "Tears are like glass, Aimenglian tears, Bingya tears fall into ice purple butterfly dream, Shangxin Yingyu Bingling, Miss Yidie Mengru, what's wrong with you."

"Come in, go down!"

Mo Qingyu stood in the elevator, only having the strength to say these few words.

"Yes!"

Sebastian immediately responded and stepped in.

Soon the two stood in the hall downstairs again, one behind the other.

"Tears are like glass, love dreams, lotus tears, Bingya tears fall into the ice purple butterfly dream, Shangxin Yingyu Bingling Yidie Mengru, what's wrong with you?"

Mrs. Mo was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, when she saw Mo Qingyu coming down, she thought she was not feeling well, so she put down the coffee cup in her hand and went up to meet her.

"Mom, I don't want to live in that room, and I don't want to wear those clothes."

Mo Qingyu looked at Mrs. Mo with a headache, wondering if this request would be allowed.

"Sebas, go get the handheld."

When Mrs. Mo heard Mo Qingyu's small request, she didn't take it seriously.

Pulling Mo Qingyu to sit down on the sofa, he waited until Sebastian delivered the handheld computer.

The above page is the room with the decoration style that Sebastian has found.

"Tears are like glass, love dreams, lotus tears, Bingya tears fall into ice purple butterfly dream, Shangxin Yingyu Bingling Yidie Mengru, take a look, which style you like, you can live in it in less than an hour .”

Mrs. Mo pointed, and Mo Qingyu casually pointed to a relatively normal and refreshing room.

When Mrs. Mo saw Mo Qingyu's choice, she was a little surprised. This is not the usual style of a baby.

Or do you like the new and dislike the old and want to change the taste?

Mrs. Mo handed the handheld computer to Sebastian and asked him to execute it immediately.

Mo Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, looking at the simple school uniform on her body, she couldn't help but thank the school for letting her wear the school uniform, otherwise she would have crossed over by herself, and she would definitely be that series of pink gemstones again.

"Tears are like colored glass, love dreams, lotus tears, Bingya's tears fall into the ice purple butterfly dream, Shangxin's cherry language, Bingling Yidie's dream."

With a cry, a black figure walked in.

"Honey, you're back!"

Madam Mo stood up happily and went to meet her.

Mo Qingyu also quickly stood up, "Father!"

Mo Yinghao walked over with a smile, seeing Mo Qingyu's little face showing a burst of displeasure, he immediately put on a straight face, "Who made my baby angry."

"It's not the second child who has no eyes. When he comes back, he has to break his legs."

Madam Mo said.

"Um!"

Mo Yinghao also nodded.

Mo Qingyu was speechless for a moment, and felt even more in her heart that the original owner could be killed in such a family situation, it was really a matter of IQ.