There is a babbling brook in the country park. The water jumps over the low slopes, burrows into the pebbles, and then wades over the stone slabs with perseverance. Smashed into the sand pit like a lover's whisper.

A small figure with a cupola bun grabs a small net pocket. There was also a small bucket in his hand, and the folded trouser leg was almost completely dragged into the water.

She pressed the small net bag into the water resolutely from left to right, and then lifted it up again to check.

The small fish and shrimp rushed to the small white net pockets. I want to give the pair of little feet a chance, and I try my best to change my living environment.

However, the net pocket will not be automatically flipped, and it will be lifted again every time it is pressed. Once again, both sides were disappointed.

The small net pocket is still enjoying it, and repeatedly pressing into the water. On the outdoor carpet spread out on the grass, the mother with her legs curled up said: Baby, don't run far, don't lie down, do you hear?

Mom's side is not Dad, but a kind uncle.

Sister Jing watched her daughter in the creek with her small net pocket and the small fish and shrimp. The man next to him was actually sleeping heavily, as if he hadn't had a good night's sleep for hundreds of years.

She looked at her daughter in the distance with worry in her eyes, and then at the man next to her. Sometimes I am sad, sometimes I am happy. I am particularly speechless to myself, a person in his thirties. is still like a young girl with spring, joy, anger and sorrow go back and forth.

When he calmed down, he felt that the man lying next to him was just like his son. But the next second, I couldn't help but think if he ...... How should I deal with it? What's the trouble, the men in this world are so unworrying.

But he woke up, and before he could open his eyes, he smashed his mouth and stretched out his salty hand to grab her waist. After refusing a few times, she simply gave up resistance and let it go.

The hand was wrapped around his waist, and he didn't rub it too much. It was so natural and gently wrapped, and my mouth said that I slept too soundly. You should also lie down and feel the wind and insects chirping in nature.

She looked down at the face and was silent. Then Yoyo said that you don't rely on your appearance to be annoying, just do nonsense and mess around. Zhuge Liang also slashed Ma Jian with tears, you are still just an intern. I'm really going to fire you.

When he heard this, it was like a strong spring was covered in his back. Jumping up eagerly, I only have two requests. The first one is to remember to stamp me an internship stamp when you drive me. Because our counselor is not easy to get along with, if you don't stamp it, he will really not give me a graduation certificate.

With a smile on her face, she asked him with doting eyes like looking at her daughter: What is the second point?

The second is that you can just drive me. Don't let my classmate go, he had warned me beforehand. If he is expelled for being hurt by me, he will not be able to spare me.

Are you so afraid of him?

It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I care about his feelings. He was about the same as my own brother, and we were together in junior high school...... Oh, don't look at me with that weird look. I'm talking about being together as brothers, and my family was very difficult before I went to college. He's been feeding me for years!

Then your family is not difficult after you go to college?

That's not the case, it's average. He seemed reluctant to say much, and as he spoke, he got up and ran down the shallows of the creek. hugged the child with his hair in a bun and walked all the way back.

The carpet is laid on a flat grass at the top of the slope next to the shallow of the creek. When holding the child uphill, he stepped on the air. Seeing that he was about to throw himself to the ground, he held down the child, and both of them fell into a sturdy dog to gnaw on the mud.

I don't know how to do it. He threw himself on the ground, but his daughter miraculously rode on his neck. Not even a drop of water was spilled from the bucket.

She wanted to exclaim, but she looked at her daughter riding on her neck with a blank face, so she didn't squeak. When I saw the face that was raised, I couldn't help but laugh, it was really a big flower face.

The daughter nodded as if she had pounded garlic with half a biscuit in her mouth. She was carefully wiping the sand on his face. He closed his eyes and bared his teeth, and his warm breath split his head and covered his face.

The heart is shaking.

If I continue to be so ambiguous, I feel that I will soon be unable to control myself. He closed his mouth and cleared his throat softly, and asked him a little guiltily:

Do you know how old I am?

He opened his eyes and glanced quickly between her snow-white neck: D?

She looked down on herself in her heart. Bai Huo is so old, and when he overhears this kind of teasing, he will blush and heartbeat, and he can't help himself.

I didn't know whether I scratched his chin intentionally or unintentionally, and there was a bloody stain of rubble the size of a fingernail. Then, completely ignoring his pretended pain, he shouted and said softly: I am almost a round older than you.

How much worse?

Yes? The difference is three months and fourteen days.

He pointed at her so excitedly that his fingers trembled: Don't dislike me because of your age, I warn you. In time, I will ...... I also...... It can be as big as you, and he quickly glanced at her neck again.

It's so white!

The old place on the chin was heavier again. He grabbed her hands like lightning. Gently misplaced, half-hugged her ear and said: I feel like I haven't seen you for a day and I'm flustered. Either it's you, or I'm playing tricks on myself, you know.

She let out a long sigh and let him grasp her hand. also whispered in his ear: If you want to play with fire, I will accompany you, but you can't let me set myself on fire. May I?

He let go of her hand and clamped her shoulders instead. There was clarity in his eyes: I had no idea what you were talking about. All I know is that staying within three feet of you is inexplicably reassuring. You have to think I'm subjective, and I can't prove it. You stay for a while, I promise to let you feel this feeling slowly, okay?

In fact, she is not, but she can't say this. Or maybe she couldn't speak. The same thing he said, called straight heart. That's hooliganism, she said, that's a reckless hook-up.

She stroked her messy hair, looked at him and said, "Tell me a story, tell me a story about domestic violence."

He let go of her shoulders and turned his head to look at the sleeping little face next to him. rubbed his hands together and whispered to himself: The theme of domestic violence, the story of this theme is not easy to tell. Wait, I'll flip through the books.

You don't have a book with you, which book do you turn to?

There are poems and books in his belly, he whispered as he opened his palm and rubbed it up and down from his chest to his abdomen.

She looked at him and grinned, her eyes sparkling. A moment back to the years of Huaichun.

said, there is such a village woman with a pungent personality. Repeatedly married and divorced, and every time they divorced, they had to make a big noise in the office of the civil affairs office. There is only one reason for divorce, and that is that her man abused her.

The staff didn't pay much attention to her first request for divorce. The second time I felt amazing, could it really be that someone had the physique to be born unladylike?

The third time the staff asked carefully, the two sides could not ask why. Because the man standing in front of him looked thin and honest, and he was resigned. It's simply a harmless little white rabbit for humans and animals.

Look at him and keep his mouth shut, looking sullen. A woman's anger rises from her heart, and evil is born to her guts. Rolling up his sleeves, he pushed the man to the wall, pressed his neck, and said: You hit me, you beat me, if you don't do it today, you are not a man, and if you don't do it, my heels will look down on you!

Hearing this, Sister Jing didn't laugh.

She lifted her long skirt, revealing a dense bruise on her thighs. Regardless of the image, she lifted her clothes from her waist to the back of her shoulders, and when Li Sirui saw clearly the overlapping scars on her back, she put down her clothes.

Ask softly: Is that so?