I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

Qu Qianqian slammed the table and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha—Fatty, you have today too!"

Zhang Yiming was immediately aggrieved. He felt that he could not be looked down upon by such a beautiful sister.

So, stuck himself in the chest, put the badge with his name on the table, and shouted:

"I'm not called Fatty, my name is Zhang Yiming!"

"But you can call me Big Fatty Zhang, this is my old name! But my father thought it was too dirty and would be discriminated against, so he changed it for me. Oh, yes, my father was a coal digger, and my father Having said that, there is not much in my house except mines and money, you can come to my house when the time comes, and I will ask my father to invite you to dinner!"

"Okay!"

Xiao Luli clapped her little hands enthusiastically, then turned her head, looking at the little Zhengtai who had been silent all this time with her clear and beautiful eyes:

"It's your turn, Xi... brother?"

The little girl didn't know how to pronounce that word. She just heard Xie Qin shout, but she didn't remember the pronunciation.

Zhang Yiming and Qu Qianqian didn't listen to Xie Qin's speech at all, let alone what his name was.

As a result, the eyes of the three fell on Qin Xiyan's body.

Qin Xiyan seemed to be a little introverted, and his three pairs of eyes stared at him so tightly, like a innocent little white rabbit, so scared that he hurriedly lowered his long eyelashes.

He pursed his lips tightly, his eyelashes kept trembling, his little hands clenched tightly, but he couldn't utter a word.

Seeing this, Qu Qianqian's small face showed a sad expression: "He won't be a mute, will he?"

Zhang Yiming nodded: "It's very likely."

Qu Qianqian: "That's so pitiful."

"Brother, don't be afraid, we are not bad people!"

The little girl didn't know if he really couldn't speak. After thinking about it, she took a toffee from her pocket and gave it to him:

"This Tangtang is for you, we are really good people, don't be afraid of us, okay?"

Qin Xiyan trembled with her beautiful crow feather-like eyelashes, stared at the toffee for a while, and then met the little girl's clean and harmless clear eyes, her eyes trembled slightly.

It seemed that she really noticed that she was not malicious, and she didn't laugh at him. Xiao Zhengtai held back hesitantly for a long time, and finally he finally managed to hold back a few words.

He lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly, and dared not look at them. His voice was soft and soft, with a slight timidity:

"I, my name is Qin Xiyan, the proverb of the proverb..."

"Qin Xiyan, Xiyan..."

Xiao Lu Li recited it a few times, and then laughed, her dark and bright eyes curved, and Xiao Nian Yin said seriously:

"Your name sounds so nice."

Qin Xiyan looked at her bright and innocent smile, and tried her best to show a slight shy smile, and timidly whispered:

"...Thank you, thank you."

Then, he took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and whispered:

"My, my birthday is, August 12th—"

"Look at it!"

Song Wanwan, who has been praised by the group members, almost didn't know her surname, as if she heard something.

Pointing directly at Qin Xiyan, he laughed loudly:

"Their group turned out to have a little stutter! It's a shame, to be in a group with a stutter! It's a shame! Fortunately, our group doesn't have it!"

When she shouted, the others in Song Wanwan's group also burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Little stutter, little stutter..."

Being laughed at by them, Qin Xiyan was even more speechless.

He bit his lower lip tightly, his delicate and fair face flushed with blush, and he could not wait to dig his head into the table.