Mulberry elm is not late
The little boy's eyes rolled, and his little hand stretched out and took Song Xiaoke's hand.
The two little hands were clasped together, soft, and in the wet rainy day, the palms that were close to each other came with a dry warmth.
"My name is Wen Feiwan, sister, what about you?" The little friend blinked and looked at Song Xiaoke with big sparkling eyes. I thought to myself, this sister is really beautiful, better than any young lady he has ever seen.
Song Xiaoke held an umbrella in one hand and Wen Feiwan in the other, and walked down the stairs: "My name is Song Xiaoke, why did your parents give you such a name?" ”
It's not late, it's not late, it's not late.
Song Xiaoke, who had just met the big territory of "liking" this kind of emotional fingernails, silently recited these words in his heart, and clusters of fireworks exploded in his heart, such a cute little brother must be very good-looking when he grows up! If only I could go home!
Wen Feiwan replied in a milky voice: "My father is not a good person, to be precise, he bullied my mother a few years ago." Mom's bad health is all because my dad is such a jerk. ”
Song Xiaoke was stunned when he heard it on the side, is his son so ruthless when he complains about his father? My father knows that he can't vomit blood?
Song Xiaoke: "Does your father know that you complained about him like this?" ”
Wen Feiwan: "Oh, he knows that he is a bastard, so he can only bear it." ”
Song Xiaoke: "......"
If her father was still alive, it would be the same.
The two and a half children just walked down the steps step by step, and along the way, you asked and I asked, so happy.
When he walked to the gate of the cemetery, Song Xiaoke suddenly remembered that she had abducted her beautiful little brother away for a while, and his parents should be in a hurry!
"Well, little brother, what about your mom and dad? They should be worried if I take you away like this. ”
Wen Feiwan waved his hand indifferently: "Dad accompanied Mom to see my grandparents, and I won't come down for a while." I told them to wait for them here. ”
Song Xiaoke was relieved: "My mommy too, I can't get down for a while." ”
Wen Feiwan gently shook Song Xiaoke's hand: "Sister, were you unhappy just now?" ”
The child is the most sensitive to the emotions of the outside world, and when he first saw this beautiful young lady, he thought she was about to cry.
Song Xiaoke was still wearing a small white skirt, and he didn't care whether the ground was dirty or not, he squatted down with a "snap", and the white skirt was around the ground.
Wen Feiwan also squatted on the ground with him.
Song Xiaoke: "That's right, because my dad is not a good person and always bullies my mommy, but he can't bully her anymore, and I haven't seen him either." ”
Wen Xiaoxiao was silent for a while, and suddenly broke Song Xiaoke's face, kissed her, and gave her a very loud pop.
Song Xiaoke was so confused by him that the whole person squatted in place in a daze and didn't dare to move. It took her a moment to come to her senses, and her face was flushed.
Oh my God, she hasn't been kissed by the opposite sex since she was five years old, let alone such a strange opposite sex younger than her!
Wen Feiwan: "My dad said that when a girl is sad, she should give her a kiss, and it would be good to kiss her." It's like when Mom is sad, Dad and I will kiss her, and after a while she won't be sad. ”
Song Xiaoke: "......"
This tough tutor ...... Sorry, that's not how her family was taught......
However, Song Xiaoke, who reacted, immediately decided to kiss back "let's go", and said unashamedly: "My mother said that boys can only kiss the girls they like, and if you kiss me, you like me, so you can't kiss others anymore!" Can't like others either! ”
Wen Feiwan: "But you also kissed me......"
Song Xiaoke: "Yes, so I won't kiss others in the future!" "Shit, as long as there is a good-looking little brother or little brother, she won't keep it!
Wen Feiwan's children accepted this theory very seriously, and then implemented it very seriously......
Song Shihao had just come down from the cemetery when he saw his daughter's indecent and cute little friend, who didn't know whose family it was, and he didn't have a face to look at it, so he immediately walked quickly to her side: "Song Xiaoke, you give me some restraint!" Come here, go home! ”
Song Xiaoke reluctantly returned the umbrella to Wen Feiwan, and before leaving, he specially instructed: "Okay, you are not allowed to kiss other girls!" ”
The old god of the little friend nodded presence, so sincere that he couldn't talk about it......