Lin Xinhao was feeling lost and sad in his heart, and he was almost moved to tears when he heard this. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but Xiaoyu changed his words and said: "What's the matter with a big man crying and crying, I don't have the face to see people when it spreads." ”

Lin Xinhao's expression froze, and he glared angrily: "Who cried." He regretted his previous touch. "Besides, even if I cry, what does it have to do with you, why don't you have the face to go out to meet people. Lin Xinhao asked, feeling that Xiaoyu's words were really annoying.

Xiaoyu glanced at Lin Xinhao, and snorted: "You are my follower, and you are a man, if you let people know where you say my face will go." Lin Xinhao didn't know if he was amused, but he was also happy. I saw him take a deep breath and smile: "Then you don't want me to be a follower, just find a long-faced one." "That's not going to work. Xiaoyu decisively refused. Lin Xinhao was depressed and had a little headache.

"Why can't it work again?" Lin Xinhao couldn't cry or laugh, and asked extremely depressed. Xiaoyu looked at him and said very seriously, you are different. Hearing this, Lin Xinhao was surprised, but also a little relieved in his heart. From this point of view, he is not better than the tens of thousands of people in Chongxiao Sect, but at least he stands out. somewhat comforted his lost and traumatized heart.

"Because you're a crying man. Xiaoyu commented pertinently, "This is not easy to find among disciples." Lin Xinhao's slightly relaxed expression stiffened, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely. He suddenly turned his head to look at Xiaoyu and said with a sad and angry face: "If you don't hit people, you can die, and you can still play happily together." ”

Xiaoyu was stunned at first, but looking at Lin Xinhao's animal-like grievances flashing, Chu Chu's pitiful little eyes, suddenly clapped his hands excitedly and smiled: "It turns out that you can also joke." Lin Xinhao had the urge to hit the wall. Now he has completely lost his temper with Xiaoyu.

"Say, what's the matter with me?" Lin Xinhao, who adjusted his mood, simply let it go, and he was not afraid of Xiaoyu's jokes.

This kung fu, the sky is already bright, and Lin Xinhao, who is letting go, just sits there with a big grin, but his attitude is upright and serious. The little girl ran to herself before dawn, do you believe it if you want to say it's okay?" The little girl looked innocent, and her eyes even widened a little because of surprise. Lin Xinhao turned his head and pursed his lips, his attitude already said everything.

"Cut, don't believe it. Xiaoyu's personality is different, as if he is lazy to pay attention to you. Lin Xinhao was stunned, he felt that he couldn't get a little bargain from her for what he gave Xiaoyu to eat. Lin Xinhao simply didn't ask. With a towel on his shoulder and a basin in his hand, he walked towards the door. Xiaoyu didn't expect that she would ignore Lin Xinhao, Lin Xinhao really took care of herself.

Xiaoyu looked at Lin Xinhao who opened the wooden door in surprise, and at the same time felt a little unhappy. "Hey, why are you so cold-blooded, and you don't say a few words of comfort. Xiaoyu complained to Lin Xinhao, who walked out of the door. "Aren't you good, you need comfort there. Lin Xinhao turned around and shrugged at Xiaoyu and smiled. Xiaoyu glared, Lin Xinhao looked like an overpanicked rabbit, he ran away, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Xiaoyu, who chased to the door, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

At this time, a middle-aged man with eyebrows that looked a little similar to Xiaoyu, ghostly and silent, appeared at the door of the wooden house, only to see him look at the direction of Lin Xinhao's disappearance with deep eyes, and after a while, he smiled lovingly at Xiaoyu standing at the door: "Baby daughter is still angry with her father." Xiaoyu pouted and snorted, turned around and went into the house. The middle-aged man hurriedly followed him to the wooden house.

He looked at the furnishings in the room, especially the oil lamp that had burned out. "Dad promised that he would never interfere in the future. The middle-aged man swore with a straight face. Xiaoyu was a little shaken, and said tentatively in disbelief: "Really?" The middle-aged man nodded, and then added: "But the premise is that my baby daughter has to let her father worry." Xiaoyu pouted.

The middle-aged man saw that his baby daughter was unhappy there, and he was busy flattering: "Let's go, let's go back and say, my mother has prepared a lot of food that Xiaoyu likes to eat at home." The middle-aged man deliberately lured Xiaoyu. I saw Xiaoyu's eyes glow, and the corners of his mouth opened an arc.

The middle-aged man saw that there was a play, so he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and continued to tempt: "When you finish eating, Dad is walking with you and getting some fun gadgets back." Xiaoyu was already a little moved, and when she heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up and she said excitedly: "Okay, okay, but the little play should be free." In the end, the little face was a little sad and a little bitter. Because the gadgets in my father's mouth are really not small.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man suddenly smiled brightly, so he continued: "Then it's decided, let's go home for dinner." Xiaoyu's stomach growled, which made the middle-aged man suddenly feel a little more in his heart. Then, the middle-aged man stretched out his hand in front of him, and saw that the space in front of them seemed to be distorted and collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, Xiaoyu disappeared into the wooden house along with the figure of the middle-aged man.

Just when the middle-aged man took away Xiaoyu, the middle-aged man suddenly glanced in one direction with a solemn face. Lin Xinhao, who had washed up there, was rushing back to the wooden house in a good mood. He was afraid that Xiaoyu had waited for a long time, and he even thought about what breakfast he wanted to make for Xiaoyu.

It's just that there is no light rain in the wooden house, which makes his heart sink. He just held on to the door frame and kicked the door in and out of the door, standing at the door in a daze, muttering softly, "Are you gone?!" He looked a little lost, and even felt a kind of loneliness. He turned slowly, and just leaned against the door frame to reach the threshold. His hands were on his knees......

I don't know what I thought of, Lin Xinhao suddenly smiled with a relaxed smile: "It's good, it's okay to go." "It's just that no matter how you look at this smile, it makes people feel a little sad and a little reluctant...... Is he deceiving himself and self-psychological comfort?! Lin Xinhao, who had a relaxed face on the threshold, suddenly got up, like those handy students who walked out of the examination room, and let out a happy and relieved soft cry.

Lin Xinhao seemed to have let go of something, but there was a kind of helplessness to force a smile...... Lin Xinhao shook his arm a few times lightly, turned around and walked into the wooden house, the wooden door of the wooden house was closed by him, and his body seemed to suddenly lose his strength, so he leaned heavily on the wooden door. Lin Xinhao grabbed the towel on his shoulder with one hand, and carried the basin with the other, his head slightly raised and looked sad.