For the first time, I heard her call his name in this soft, waxy and soft tone. Usually, she called him and called him, "four fires, two fires."

Instead of calling these two codes, I occasionally heard him call Huohuo and Lu Tianyu once or twice. Both of them are with a smell of gunpowder.

His legs trembled slightly, his heart beat was abnormal, and he began to "Bang... Bang..." without stopping.

A loud voice came from the living room: "Bingbing, the older you are, the less you understand etiquette. You don't say a word with Xiao Lu. Alas! My old woman is too boring to sit in the living room. Why don't you take a chair and I'll sit at the kitchen door and talk to you two."

Hearing the voice from Wu Shuang again, Lu Tianyu seemed to have been knocked on his brain and woke up immediately.

He immediately said, "grandma, your feet are inconvenient to move. You'd better sit in the living room and don't move. We're both busy. It doesn't matter if we don't talk."

After a pause, Wu Shuang said, "it seems that both of you like to be quiet. I won't win over you. I'll stay in the living room and watch TV."

Lu Tianyu said "Oh" at will.

Leng Bingling slowly calmed down and looked at him with her side eyes. Dog classmate didn't write a draft. She was busy. You held my hand tightly. Are we busy?

Busy shaking hands?

Handshake is that two people shake hands with each other. Now it's just the dog student shaking my hand.

Not a handshake.

Leng Bingling moved her fingertips and whispered, "let go."

Lu Tianyu looked at her hand and was stunned.

Leng Bingling frowned, "Why are you holding my hand?"

Lu Tianyu was startled, slightly lowered his head and saw his hands holding the little girl's hands tightly.

Shit, it's a gaffe again.

Soon, he calmed down, "tut", raised her hands before his eyes and whispered, "Ouch! These hands are so delicate that they are not suitable for washing vegetables. I'll wash them."

Lu Tianyu's acting talent is very high. In one sentence, he perfectly covered up his gaffe just now.

Leng Bingling's heart, which was originally unbridled and lively, stopped immediately.

Angry, dog classmate, hold my hand for so long, finally give me a summary: ouch! These hands are so delicate that they are not suitable for washing vegetables. I'll wash them.

She looked frantically at Lu Tianyu's upside down face.

Soon her eyes moved slightly and saw the spatula hanging on the stove wall not far away.

She snorted coldly and wanted to tear him apart in order to dispel her anger: "yes, my hand is not suitable for washing vegetables. My hand is suitable for beating dogs with a dog beating stick."

With that, she wanted to take back her hands and reach for a spatula to pat the dog on the head.

Lu Tianyu was a second faster than her. He released her hand, took her slender arm, pulled her to the kitchen door, and said disgustingly, "I smell so bad that my smell disappears. I can't tell the saltiness when cooking. Go wash my hair and take a bath."

艹!

Saltiness depends on smell and what dogs say.

Leng Bingling's eyes aimed straight at him.

The dog classmate who said such dog words didn't find his fault. He didn't change his face, and there was some ridicule on his face.

Leng Bingling's clothes have been soaked and are almost dry now, but she can still smell the sweat on her body, which is a little thick and uncomfortable.

Her hair was still sticky on her forehead. Before she came home, she had planned to go home and wash her hair and bath first.