The little boy started to do things, and it was a real tiger.

Before the man, that is, Sun Zifei, the younger brother of the beautiful woman Sun Shaoxiang, could react, he had already walked in front of the two beauties.

The two beauties who were drinking coffee and chatting saw the little boy such a cute baby coming over, so they immediately ended their chat, lowered their heads and asked him, "What a cute little guy, are you lost?"

"Well, it's all quite big, it's white, and the children born in the future will definitely have milk to drink. Faced with the two beautiful women who bent down, the little boy did not answer their words, but muttered in response to the question.

Hearing the little boy's words, the two beauties were stunned for a moment, and then they sat up straight, covered their mouths and giggled, "Giggles, hahaha, this little cutie is still a little astringent wolf, hahaha, it's so fun, and I know so much." ”

Thinking that the little boy was too funny, the slimmer of the two beauties directly reached out and hugged the little boy next to his seat, and asked him with a smile, "Little brother, what is your name, how old is this year, what is your family phone number, who is here with you, can you tell my sister?"

"Beautiful sister, my name is Liu Wanfeng, I am five years old this year, I am still single, a little single, do you want to try to have a year-old love with me?

By the way, sister, what's your name, do you have a boyfriend now?" After introducing himself happily, the little boy sat comfortably into the arms of the slender beauty, leaned on her chest and lay down, squinting his eyes and asking her name with a look of enjoyment.

A woman is an aesthetic animal with visual management thinking.

When an ugly guy approaches them and accidentally touches them, they will think that the other person is obscene, and if they touch them, they are harassing them.

And when a handsome man or a little fresh meat approaches them, even if the other party is really a hooligan to them, they may feel that the other party is careless, and they may even think that the other party just has a good impression of them.

In addition to the other party's indecent behavior, they will naturally feel like this, isn't it just that they were accidentally touched on their hands and touched on their buttocks, what is this, mother, am I happy to do it?

And although the little boy is not a handsome man and a little fresh meat, he can enjoy the kind of treatment similar to them, because he is a cute baby, a cute baby who does not pay for his life.

No, seeing the little boy into her arms, the slender beauty not only did not get angry, but hugged him directly, and said with a happy smile; "Such a domineering reputation, but with such an obscene character, little brother, your mother gave you the wrong name, you should be called Liu Yu, hum hum."

There is also a sister named Miao Xiaohui, who is twenty years old this year and has no boyfriend yet, but my sister doesn't want to have a year-old love with your little thing, my sister I like handsome guys instead of cute babies, hehehe... ”

Hearing Miao Xiaohui's words, the little boy suddenly sat up without warning and reached out to hold Miao Xiaohui's jade hand.

Then he looked at her with the eyes of a child and an adult, and confessed to her affectionately in the voice of a child;

"Xiaohui I like you, since the last life, I like you, I vaguely remember your cute appearance in the previous life, you were so cute at that time, so tender, but you are not bad in this life, you owe me a lifetime in your last life, so I came to claim it in this life. ”

After an affectionate confession, the little boy kissed Miao Xiaohui's hand again, and then like a little poet, he held Miao Xiaohui's hand and said affectionately;

In my previous life, I looked back frequently, waving goodbye handkerchiefs into a cloud.

How much lovesickness, how much sorrow, finally became a water mark to send me away.

In this life, I look for the lost footprints of my previous life, trekking through mountains and rivers, and walking into your eyes.

500 times of looking back in the past life in exchange for a passing in this life, I use a thousand times to look back in exchange for a stop in front of you in this life.

Ask the Buddha: How many times do you have to look back before you can really live in your heart?

The Buddha is speechless, I can only look back frequently, like a moth throwing itself into a fire, I can be reckless, I can do without a reason.

Look back, look back. A thousand times, you are in my eyes, and you are in my heart.

I look back on it frequently, looking forward to your gentleness. I looked back a lot, longing to be together.

In my previous life, I looked back in the boat. The lotus leaves are one by one, and they become the sorrow in my eyes.

In this life, the Buddha fulfills my thoughts and lets me walk into your eyes.

I've been looking for a long time, and I'm tired. I just want to rest in your arms.

Just want your hand to wipe the tears off my face. Just want your body temperature to warm my cold hands.

Don't ask me why I've come all the way to find you in this life. I didn't drink Meng Po soup, and I was worried about you in my heart.

Don't ask me why I'm crying. I didn't drink Meng Po soup, but I still remember the despair in my heart when I parted in my previous life, saying that I cried with joy and tears fell on your breast.

The sorrows of the previous life bloomed into a dense tree of lilacs. I just want to join hands with you under the tree to see that one bloom into five petals and predict happiness to us.

In this life, I still look back a lot. In this life, I still don't drink Meng Po soup.

In the next life, I will go all the way to find you.

In the next life, I will hold hands with you and look for the snow lotus on the snowy mountain. ”

Hearing the poems read out of the little boy's mouth, Miao Xiaohui was stunned, her best friend Lin Xiaoxiao next to her was also stunned, and everyone in the coffee shop, including the waiter, all looked at this side and were stunned, one by one, they were all incredibly broken.

Although the man in front of him who confessed his affection to himself is a small point.

But I don't know why, when looking at his bright eyes, Miao Xiaohui seemed to see a delicate big boy, a handsome big boy who was the same age as her and fit her various aesthetic conditions.

And when she heard the poem that came out of the little boy's mouth, Miao Xiaohui, who has always loved literature, was suddenly attacked by this poem.

A magical picture appeared in her mind, in which she and a scholar fell in love, separated, parted from life and death, and finally made a thousand-year agreement when the two were dying.

Then the picture is constantly fast-forwarding, she is constantly reincarnated as a human, and he is constantly reincarnated to follow.

Although the two of them have never really been together since their reincarnation, he has always been by her side.

He has been her servant, her subordinate, her husband, her brother, her brother, her uncle, her father, her grandfather, her grandfather, her grandfather, and he has played almost every role that can stay by her side and be with her.

In the end, the style of painting changed, he didn't want to wait any longer, he didn't want to be someone else anymore, he rejected Meng Po's Meng Po soup before he was reincarnated, and came directly with his memories and came to her....

Whew... After a few quick breaths of relief, Miao Xiaohui, who was still a little addicted to the artistic conception of poetry, hurriedly held the little boy's hand and asked excitedly, "You, you, you..... Are you really the one who has followed me for a thousand years, you... Is it really for my sake that you didn't drink Meng Po soup?"

"I love you, I can't be sure if you pushed me away, what I can be sure of is that no matter how many times you push me away, I'll be back. Facing Miao Xiaohui, who was addicted to her fantasies, the little boy directly held her hands and looked at her with a tender face.

Faced with the little boy's straightforward confession, Miao Xiaohui directly withdrew her hand, covered her face and said in a hurried tone, "Xiaoxiao, I'm finished, I'm finished, I was attacked by the little guy in front of me, I really want to have a year-old love with him now, I... Ahh