Song Fuling suddenly turned her head and shouted at Lu Pan beside her, "Come into my drawing board." ”

Kindness?

Lu Pan silently retracted his left hand and left arm, which were soaked by the rain.

The face was calm, but a heart became turbulent because of Song Fuling's sudden words.

Does it mean that two people should share a drawing board to keep out the rain?

Do you want to be very close to him, arm to arm, under a drawing board?

"What are you thinking, come on!"

Song Lingling stretched out her hand and tugged at Lu Pan's arm.

Lu Pan took advantage of the situation to let Song Lingling pull it with just a light pull.

decided to give Song Lingling a chance to get close to him, but was pulled closer by the girl and got in.

The two were very close to each other.

The land bank is covered with rain.

He matched his height and waist, with rain dripping from his eyelashes and lips between his head, looking at the girl who was close to him, before he opened his mouth and wanted to say, "I can use a small piece," and was ordered by Song Fuling to catch the drawing board. ”

After drinking, the girl ran out.

Then Song Poria seemed to be possessed by Mario, and rushed forward in the rain all the way.

There was knee-high grass in front of her, and she slid sideways with great dexterity.

There was a puddle on the ground, and she jumped and ran.

All the way to Mi Shou.

"Sister?"

Song Lingling didn't even look back.

surpassed Song Jinbao, who was leading the way.

"Fat girl?"

Many little babies also called her: "Sister Fat Girl." ”

Song Fuling, who was running wildly in the heavy rain, couldn't hear, couldn't hear.

Song Poria passed all the way, almost like Mario, eating mushrooms and coins while running.

Just kidding, it's raining so hard, what are you grinding, don't hurry home.

As for why the drawing board was given to Lu Pan.

It's not because he's a guest, it's not because he's worried about catching a cold because of his precious status, it's because he has her paintings on his body, don't douse them.

Lu Pan, who was holding back the rain with a drawing board, looked at the woman in front of him who was as happy as crazy, and suddenly felt a strange resentment in his heart.

Like a girl's shoes, you can't pull them out when you cross a muddy puddle.

"What about Mishou, help me."

The little girl crouched in front of the puddle and looked up helplessly and begged the little boy.

Mi Shou not only has to help Yaya find straw shoes in the puddle, but also helps Yaya put on shoes in the rain.

But Song Fuling's shoes ran as fast as a rabbit, and she didn't lose them all the way.

And the rag towel around her head.

Slipped to the back of his head early in the morning, and hung on his head all the way.

I'm just waiting to pick it up, but I just won't drop it.

"Emma, pour it like this," said Mrs. Ma, who was about to go out to look for her hat and cloak, when she saw her granddaughter rushing into the courtyard like a gust of wind and running into the house.

"Did you see General Lu? Jinbao and Mi Shou, what about them? ”

"I don't know~"

I only kept a dozen meters away from Song Lingling all the way, isn't this waiting to pick up the headscarf? I heard Song Lingling shouting clearly, I don't know.

"Oh, it's really a little general, I heard that it seems like you're here......"

was talking outside, and at the same time, Song Fuling ran home and slammed the door and began to change clothes.

The underwear here, do you know how to war? No sponge.

It's just a layer of cloth.

It's so hot in summer, I don't have much to wear, and my coat is only two layers of cloth in total, and it's in the development stage.

Although it is not big, the grapes are the same, so she also has grains.

Let the rain pour like a chicken in soup, and the clothes should be seen.

This is also the reason why Song Fuling ran home with a white face in a hurry.