Tang Qing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart - this should be the best peaceful solution.

She sat by the door as usual, letting the sun shine on her.

She needs more sunshine and calcium, which the doctor once told her.

Not far away came the noise of the little turnip heads, chattering words that she could not understand. She felt a little noisy. She opened her eyes and looked not far away. She saw Xiao Fengting holding a green flute in her hand. I didn't know where he cut such a bamboo and what tools he used to make it. I saw that he put the flute on his lips, and a melodious flute came out from his lips.

He's really a decathlon genius.

The children had never seen the flute, so they stopped and looked up at him curiously and enviously. Their eyes were full of adoration for him.

Since Xiao Luoting had been playing with her, she had been haunted by her small targets. The straw rope she once tied up has long been forgotten by the children who are fond of the new and hate the old. After all, Xiao Fengting has more things than her, and the things he takes out are more fresh than her. He sat in the shade of a tree to make chairs, and surrounded by people around him. Everything in his hands seemed to be flowing, and all the clumsy things became exquisite and meticulous.

It is estimated that there is no way to exchange grasshopper for coconut in the future. Tang Qing thinks regretfully.

She saw that brown girl standing not far away looking at Xiao Fengting, her eyes with infatuation and infatuation, like a shy and timid deer, both want to get close to, but also afraid of approaching. Excellent men always have pursuers, not to mention Xiao Fengting is far beyond the word "excellent". It's normal to be adored by little girls.

Tang Qing looked at a few eyes and slowly withdrew her sight. She stood up with the wall on the ground and slowly returned to the room. She folded herself and closed the door.

Xiao Fengting, who had been leaning against the tree trunk to play flute, broke off. He put down his flute and looked up at the house not far away.

In front of the closed door, there is no Tang Qing.

That person's indifference, like a millennium snow mountain, the sun can not melt her alienation and cold.

He thinks that she is a little bit fond of him, and also aware of her resistance and estrangement to him, but he simply thinks that as long as he tries his best to be good to her, the iceberg can be melted by him.

I didn't expect to get only two words - disgusting.

A cavity really fed the dog, the other side also used his foot to step on the top, kicked out the door.

Even if he doesn't matter, he can't be shy and cling to her.

What's more, he has something to do with it.

He also has his own self-esteem.

Xiao Fengting thought, since she doesn't like him and disgusts him, then what's the point of being shameless again? If you go on, it's just a price drop.

He angrily withdrew his sight from the closed door, gave the flute to the group of turnip heads, and turned to walk towards the woods.

He had no place to live and was not in the mood to make a nest. He planned to sleep in the tree during this period.

The brown girl stood looking at him in the distance, until his figure disappeared in the woods, and then ran in the direction of each other as if thinking of something.

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