Xi'er returned home with her head covered in wisps of Zhang Yi's blood and red confetti. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone thinks it's incredible, when they go out, they are refreshing and refreshing, a beautiful girl, it's only been a while, what happened?

"What's in your head?"

Xi'er didn't have a good air, "Blood." ”

Li Ying was almost scared off the collapse, and everyone hurriedly gathered around to take a look, shouting that they would be sent to the hospital.

Xi'er pointed behind her, "He is the one who will be sent to the hospital, and the blood is not mine." ”

Only then did everyone pay attention to Xi'er's back, there was also Zhang Yi, whose nose was stuffed with red hygiene that was rolled up at random, and there were dried blood stains on both sides of his nose.

Zhang Qing held Yan Yan in his hand and hurriedly got up and went over, "What's wrong with you?" Bumped into Xi'er's head? ”

Xi'er ignored them and hurriedly went into the house to wash her hair, sticky and uncomfortable.

As for how to explain it, it wasn't something she needed to think about.

It's good to go home, lie down in the big bathtub, pour the petals of flowers picked by the golden retriever, and soak in whatever bath you want.

Xiaohua and Xiaocao love to rub oil on her when they have nothing to do, saying that it is the same as playing graphite powder, which is slippery.

Xi'er seemed to shout at the time, what kind of broken metaphor is this?

I didn't hear the slightest hint of praise.

You just mean that it's as tender as white tofu just out of the pot, and it's better than graphite powder, right?

This shows the importance of reading!

When you come out of the shower, you don't understand how he explained it, or didn't explain it at all?

Otherwise, how can everyone look at her strangely?

"Xi'er, come, I'll take a look, is the head okay?" Li Ying beckoned her to her side, took the towel, and helped her dry her hair.

Winter in Beijing is good for this, the indoor air is dry enough, as long as the room is lit with a fire dragon, even if there is no hair dryer, the hair can be dry for a while.

Xi'er shook her head, "It's okay, it should be Zhang Yi's nose is more troublesome, right?" Is he okay? ”

Turning around, he looked at Li Ying's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, "Just say whatever you want, isn't it uncomfortable to hold back?" ”

In the end, Li Ying still swallowed it.

Because, Zhang Yi didn't explain anything, so everyone could only make associations.

What the hell did they just do?

What a difficult action to hit the top of your head against your nose?

Li Ying originally wanted to ask, but after thinking about it, isn't her daughter also in adolescence?

Miao Qing told her before that when children are in adolescence, they will have their own little secrets, and parents should not ask to the end.

It can be interpreted by children as disrespectful or an invasion of their privacy.

Li Ying also remembered her words, so she swallowed back the words that came to her mouth.

Zhang Yi also came out, as long as the qi and blood did not surge, the nosebleed would stop immediately.

I don't know if it's the restlessness of youth, or if it's really hot recently, when I came out, I saw Xi'er's appearance of just getting out of the bath, especially the soul-hooking eye that glanced over with his head down, so that Zhang Yi finally extinguished the flame "Teng~~" rushed up.

"Why are you getting another nosebleed? Has the air been too dry lately? Xi'er just heard the movement, glanced over, and just wanted to say that the nosebleed stopped?

Less than three seconds?

This blood is like no money, and it is flying out again?

Li Ying turned her head to look, didn't she?

But has this kid been eating the same as everyone else lately?

Why is he the only one on fire?

Following Zhang Yi's line of sight, his daughter was wearing a homemade white slim cotton skirt embroidered with small yellow daisies embroidered on the hem.

I can't help but be so proud that my baby daughter is good-looking.

didn't think about anything else, could it be that this mother is also an innocent little girl?

Don't you feel that your daughter has grown into a flower girl, and there will be people of the opposite sex who are curious and concerned about their own Xi'er?

Zhang Yi heard Xi'er shouting and had a nosebleed, and he was embarrassed in his heart!

When did it start, why is the self-control so bad?

Rushing back to the room again, I opened the bathroom door and decided to cool myself down with ice water.

It's cold and snowy outside, and he wants to cool down with cold water, isn't it crazy?

Xi'er blew her hair and walked over and knocked on the door, "Zhang Yi, are you okay?" Would you like to make some mung bean soup for you? ”

Zhang Yizheng was dipping his head in the basin of water when he heard a knock on the door.

With wet hair on his head, his eyes were not fully open, and when he opened the door, he immediately smelled the familiar smell of strawberries.

Oh my God~~ The ice water just now was white.

Covering his nose, he turned and ran inside.

Xi'er thought he was bleeding very much, so she quickly soaked a towel in cold water and applied it to the back of his neck, and then slapped her forehead with cold water with her hand.

When she was a child, every time she got a nosebleed on fire, her grandfather helped her get it like this.

Poor Zhang Yi is really a double heaven of ice and fire, while enjoying the soft touch when Xi'er's little hand touches him, smelling the sweet fragrance of his daughter, but his heart keeps wailing.

You'd better stay away from me, or you won't be able to stop the nosebleed for a day.

Where did Xi'er know this?

Next door, being held up by a stick, I thought it was just a normal physiological reaction of a boy.

She is a person who has even taught physical hygiene classes, and she must be able to understand this kind of adolescent turmoil and irrepressible sexual urges.

But she never felt that she had the charm to make men bleed when they looked at it more!

Therefore, it is reasonable to think that this is caused by the dry air in Beijing.

All the facts prove that she has lived for almost thirty years, and she is an emotional novice at all, and she has not even started at the beginning~~

Zhang Yi's head was numb with ice, but the warm surge in his nose was always there, especially when he pointed to a stick underneath, and he needed to constantly adjust his position and clamp his legs so as not to be discovered by Xi'er.

"You go out first, I'm all wet, change my clothes." Zhang Yi decided to calm himself down first, pretended to be calm and pushed Xi'er out.

Xi'er, who was pushed out of the door, saw that too, her body was wet with herself, "Okay, I'll go and help you make some mung bean soup, white fungus soup and the like, everyone can drink some." ”

Zhang Yi temporarily ignored the inner sorrow, how to get out of the door is the key.

Moreover, we will have to eat, talk, and chat together later......

In the end, he could only use the left and right concubines to reluctantly vent this fire.

I can only say that young people still need to be experienced~~

This should be regarded as the most serious physiological impulse Zhang Yi faced.

He was lying in the bathtub and analyzing, which had a lot to do with the things next door today.

Suddenly seeing such a warm home, I was pleasantly surprised, and I hugged Xi'er impulsively, smelled the sweet strawberry smell on my body, and thought of the first restlessness of youth.......

When I felt the softness of the female body, the male hormones were secreted too much at once, which caused the current situation.

After the analysis, he walked out of the bathtub with his slender thighs, and I have to say that even though he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, he has a man's strong arm bend, a sexy mermaid line and strong capital.

Later, because he had to take care of the well-fed Yan Yan and Tuan Tuan to sleep, Zhang Qing didn't take care of his son.

When he came out, he saw that his son was still in the room, so he couldn't help but come up and knock on the door.

"Zhang Yi, are you okay?"

After getting dressed, he was just about to go out, and he also opened the door, "I'm fine, I guess it's on fire." ”

This time, the nosebleed was like this, and the reason for the fire was covered up.

However, Zhang Yi also began to consider whether he was too energetic.

So, every day at the foot of the imperial city, there is an extra young man who exercises in the morning in winter.