Chapter 279: Little Crying Bag
Yu Yu lowered her head and looked at the little girl who suddenly crashed into her arms, she looked up slightly, her cheeks were crimson with the smell of wine, her wet eyes were full of accusations, and her soft little hands poked his waist for a while, and she burped: "Woo, this wine...... This wine bully people......"
When the words fell, she hugged his waist tightly and cried vigorously.
He kept burping: "Bully, bully!" ”
Yu Yu twisted her eyebrows, snatched away the wine jar she was carrying, and then raised her hand and threw it back, and with a "pop", it fell to the ground, cracked, and sprinkled the fragrance of wine all over the courtyard.
"What are you crying about?"
I'm afraid it's a little crying bag.
He held her shoulders and gently pushed her away, but saw that she was so soft as if she had no bones, and she couldn't even stand steadily, "Niuniu, stand up." ”
"No!"
As soon as she touched the wine, the little girl was so drunk that she even had the courage to do so.
As if she had to go against him, she leaned on him stickily, maybe she had been crying for too long, and her soft voice was like a cat: "No, don't stand, don't stand up." ”
"You, you bully!"
“......”
How could he have bullied her?
What a little unconscionable cat.
He also cried like a little flower cat.
Yu Yu looked helpless, held her shoulders with one hand, gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the other hand, and coaxed her in a gentle tone: "Don't make trouble, go back and rest." ”
"Don't!"
"I'm not going back!"
Shen Shushu suddenly struggled to withdraw from his arms, and staggered back.
The body is shaking, and the appearance of wanting to fall down.
She burped loudly and waved her little hand with a wistful expression: "You go, you go!" I haven't played enough ......"
The word "enough" fell, and she slipped under her feet, and she tripped herself off guard.
“......”
Yu Yu thought that the little girl had always been squeamish, and she would definitely cry when she fell.
Correct.
saw her look dumbfounded, blinking her dark eyes, looking at him obediently, as if she didn't know what to do next.
There is no way to do it.
He walked quickly to her side, bent down, and stretched out his hand to her: "Niuniu, reach out." ”
Shen Shushu tilted her head and looked at him several times in a sluggish manner, as if she was recognizing his identity.
After a long time, he slowly put his hand into his palm.
"Pull."
"Hmm."
He held her hand tightly, gently pulled her up, and picked her up.
He lowered his head, and the aroma of wine and the faint aroma of the little girl were intertwined between his snort: "It hurts or not." ”
The little girl was like a doll, obediently at his mercy, hearing this, she was sluggish for several breaths before shaking her head, closing her eyes, leaning on his arms and humming softly: "It doesn't hurt." ”
This answer is the opposite of what was expected.
Yu Yu hooked the corners of his lips, and there was a faint smile in his deep eyes.
The little girl who wasn't drunk had never been so well-behaved.
I don't feel pain even if I fall.
Jumping off the roof, he carried the little girl and walked towards the room, originally wanting to send her back to her own room, but he was afraid that the little girl would wake up in the middle of the night, afraid that she would make a fuss.
Instead, he sent the person to his room.
When Cen Lao sent the sobering medicine, he also gave an extra futon very intimately.
"Childe, look, how about this new futon and put it on the bed when it is old?"
Standing at the table pouring hot tea, Yu Yu raised his eyes, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why do you want to send an extra futon?" ”
Cen Lao paused, and his eyes suddenly glanced at the soft collapse on the side: "Eh, the old man is not afraid that the son is not ...... enough."
Yu Yuyu frowned slightly, and his expression was displeased: "No need." ”。
He has his own bedding, so why bother Cen Lao to do this.