When the little madman found out, he jumped on him in excitement and hugged him like a sloth. Kissing his face wildly, he was so happy that he had a crazy attack, hahaha laughed, "Little Ben, I love you to death, I love you to death...... You're the best stupid in the world, you're the smartest, stupid. ”

At that time, she was still a twelve-year-old girl, very light, when holding her, his heart beat very fast, and he was kissed by her and drooled, he didn't feel disgusting, but excited, happy, excited, and even liked it very much.

Since that time, he has been looking for an opportunity to kiss her, but she doesn't seem to have homework to do, and she doesn't kiss him anymore.

The wounds on his face and body were slowly healing, and he especially enjoyed being with this little madman, such as sleeping at night, when he always sneaked into her bed.

She didn't allow it at first, but then she allowed it more often, and they got in the way of each other's warmth.

She sometimes avoids him to do something, and doesn't take him to the toilet, and if he wants to follow, he will anger this little madman, and she will get sick.

So he tried not to go to the toilet with her.

Once, the little madman happily boiled a lot of hot water, and was in a good mood, humming a little song and throwing him aside, and went to take a bath himself.

He was very upset, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he took off his clothes and rushed in, forcing him into her big wooden barrel to wash with her.

As a result, the child went crazy again.

grabbed him and beat him violently, scolded him, and beat him like a hen with his teeth and claws.

The old woman who called the aunt pulled him aside to comfort him, popularized the difference between boys and girls with him, and emphasized that the little madman was a girl, with a different identity, and could not take a bath together.

Of course, he wasn't stupid, he saw that the shriveled body of the little madman was indeed different from him.

Maybe someone had told him before, but he didn't listen to him at all, and he never touched anyone but his parents.

He forgave the little madman for his violent behavior.

Time passed quickly, because of the little madman, he slowly came out of the pain of losing his parents, the wound on his face healed, and the red potion slowly disappeared.

The little madman began to like to touch his face, and always said with emotion: "It's a pity that he looks so good, and he is a fool." ”

He wondered where this little madman got the courage to call him stupid.

The days passed, and suddenly one morning, the little madman was very excited to pull him up from the bed: "Little Ben, happy Spring Festival, you are so tall, you are very suitable for pasting couplets, hanging oranges, get up to work, and I will take you to set off firecrackers, watch fireworks, and make lanterns at night." ”

He knew what the Spring Festival was, but he didn't expect that the Spring Festival with the little madman would be so lively and different.

She wore a big red dress and a red scarf around him, and led him to the door, and the little madman played with her chirping mouth and kept saying auspicious things to people.

They received a lot of red envelopes that day, but the money in the red envelopes was pitiful.

The little madman was as excited as a fool, smiling and in a good mood.

He likes to be with little madmen, even if she talks a lot and laughs silly, but the feeling of being with her is the most comfortable.

The little madman is the only one he doesn't reject intimacy.

The little madman often receives love letters, and many children in the village stuff love letters to her door.

He didn't know what was going on, but once the little madman took him by the hand, walked up to a group of boys, and yelled at a certain child: "I'll tell you one last time, don't write me all that nonsense, I don't like you." ”