Chapter 22 Child, I Like You

When he was emotional, Yang Busi raised his hand and hugged Yang Busan's shoulder, and just wanted to open his mouth to comfort a few words, but before the words came out, his lower body immediately suffered from severe pain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Yang Busan! Eh~yo~~You~~ Forget it, you cry. ā€

The bared teeth whirled in place, wanting to rub but there was no way to really rub it with his hands. Feeling the pain left and right, Yang Busi squatted on the ground with a tragic face.

This kind of pain can only be understood by those who have experienced it deeply.

Yang Busan's violent reaction was completely the natural reaction of an old virgin in her twenties to intimate behavior.

Seeing that Yang Busi was really kicked by himself, squatting on the ground with a painful face, very abruptly, Yang Busan's crying stopped abruptly.

"You, are you alright? They didn't mean it. ā€

glared at Yang Busan angrily: "Now I understand, why are you so good-looking, why are people who like you except me still have a low-level quality like Lao Wang." You, yes! ā€

In this passage, Yang Busi almost gritted his teeth and said, the tone was high and low, and the overall yin and yang were weird.

"Well, they didn't mean it. In that case, either you go, I won't stop you, but ......"

"Nope."

Without waiting for Yang Busan to finish speaking, Yang Busi denied it first.

"People haven't finished talking yet, so nothing will work."

Raising his head in severe pain, his eyes were facing each other, the tears on the other party's face did not dry, and Yang Busi began to soften his heart again.

"I really can't take you, grandma said, I can only go to this matter by myself."

"You're lying."

The tone rose sharply, and with just this sentence, Yang Busan, who had just stopped, was going to cry again.

"Well, it's not a big deal, it's just that I met with a monk who learned the Tao in the past. I have cultivated since I was a child, and you know this, so this matter is a sectarian matter, and it is really inconvenient for you to participate. ā€

"~~ Really?"

"Of course, tricking you into having candy?"

"Fuck off." Tear into a smile, and turn to formality, "But you have to keep in touch." If I can't find you again, I'll really kill you. ā€

When is a woman the cutest woman?

Answer, when she is playing with you.

pretending to be forced in words, but caring in action is undisguised.

The so-called true love is nothing more than that.

Yang Busi's heart was sweet, and he couldn't help but come to Yang Busan's side.

I held back before raising my hand, and the sharp pain in my crotch stopped the impending behavior in time.

"So what? I'm going back to the city now? Yang Busi spread his hands and said.

"Yes. There are still some things going on in the village that I can't leave yet. You...... Forget it, get out. ā€

Pursing his lips and shrugging his shoulders, Yang Busi turned around and continued to pack his things.

"Yikes! What will he do when you're gone? Is he alive? Toy dogs? Why can he shine? ā€

Following the landing point pointed by Yang Busan, Hu Tianchen in the red light looked cute.

"I don't know how he got into my stomach, but San'er, you have to understand, Si'er really didn't do anything unseemly."

"What are you nervous about, there are so many strange things, I didn't say what you did. Besides, even if you really do something, you don't have a reason to give birth to him, how cute he is. ā€

Stunned for a second, Yang Busi smiled bitterly: "Hehe." Makes sense (MD, or you'll cry again.) It's so cuter when you're crying. ļ¼‰ā€

"But oh, jokes aside, it's hard to make sense logically. When you're done with Nanshan, you'll have to go to the hospital with me. When the time comes, ask my classmates to give this little thing a good check, otherwise I will always feel unsure. ā€

"No, it's ......"

"It's okay, my classmates will keep it a secret for us."

ā€œ...... Hey, you're so good-looking, you're right about everything. I'm done packing, do you want to kiss goodbye to your little brother? ā€

Yang Busi learned from Hu Tianchen's dog and thought he was very cute.

"You don't hurt."

ā€œ...... Bye. ā€

Just go, no need for ink, this is one of Yang Busi's advantages.

After going downstairs, he stood in the courtyard and turned his head, Yang Busan was standing at the window holding Hu Tianchen in his arms.

With intertwined eyes, Yang Busi made a grimace at Yang Busan on the other side of the window, and Yang Busan punched Yang Busan with a gesture.

The county seat where the ravine is located is called Qingping County.

As the name suggests, the county is the first impression of Qingping County.

Qingping is rich, and the gradual reduction of pedestrians cannot block the hustle and bustle of the day, just like the neon in the night light, such as prosperity.

In the county seat, there are not many railway stations, and Qingping is one of them.

There is no comparison with big cities, ticket sales, waiting, ticket checking, and boarding entrances are all crammed into small houses of less than 100 square meters.

Green paint, window frames made of wood, such a ticket window Yang Busi saw for the first time in his life.

The conductor spoke in a cordial tone, less polite and more homely.

On the waiting seats, travelers come in twos and threes, and empty seats are followed by empty seats.

In a trance, it makes people feel comfortable.

I took out my headphones, and the air I breathed in my mouth was so melodious and tactful.

Leaning on the bench, the music in the headphones is beautiful.

Slightly closed eyes, does this feel like?

Lost old friends, smile when they reunite.

"Blackie!"

When you are drunk, you are woken up with a slap in the face, how does it feel?

When he was angry, he was ready to go crazy, and when he saw that Yang Busi was happy, he said in his heart, yo, isn't this the big white on the plane.

"Yo, what a coincidence."

"Uh-huh, yes. I really didn't expect to meet you here, I really didn't expect that such a big host as you would still remember me. Da Bai looked surprised, obviously he didn't expect Yang Busi to remember himself.

Sitting next to Yang Busi, Dabai pointed to his mobile phone and said, "I listened to the distant Tata you said last time, it's really good." I am your stranger, and I know you where I can't reach you. Haha, how did you come up with it, it's amazing! ā€

With a sincere face in his smile, Da Bai couldn't help but give Yang Busi a thumbs up.

Yang Busi likes Dabai.

Yang Busi felt that at Dabai's age, there were not many people with such vision and taste.

"Huh?"

Squinting his eyes, he was about to say a few words of shameless modesty, and Yang Busi was shocked.

Today's Dabai is not the Dabai on the plane that day, he actually carries something on him.

"You're here to play?"

"No, what about you?"

"I came over to play with my classmates during the school holidays. I originally planned to come back in a few days, but there was something at home temporarily, and my dad called me home. ā€

"Ha, how much is your WeChat? I'll add you, you're from Jingxi? ā€

"Really, you actually want to add me to WeChat!" Dabai was a little flattered, and continued to say while taking out his mobile phone, "My home is far away from Jingxi, and I went to university in Jingxi." ā€

"You don't look like 20, you went to college at such a young age, it's good."

There is a pair of people who say without a pair, "Duo" - WeChat has been added successfully

"My name is Yang Busi, and I am online from time to time on WeChat. What time did you buy a ticket, we didn't take a ride, right? ā€

"Well, I'm at half past seven, waiting for a classmate."

After glancing at the time, Yang Busi got up and stretched, turned his head and said to Dabai.

"My car arrived, go first. There aren't many people I can fancy you, you are one, and I will go to your school to find you if I have a chance in the future. ā€

"Really, wow, I suddenly feel so happy that I can actually meet such a famous 'radio' host as you."

The two-hundred-pound white fat man, holding his chin with both hands and fists, pretended to be a girl.

The picture is too beautiful, Yang Busi should have collapsed, but the other party's words were sultry.

So: "Child, I like you, 8. ā€