Tang Qing's ankle is bound with thick plaster.

Because her ankle was punctured, she had to live a disabled life again.

I'm used to being free. I'm still not used to sitting in a wheelchair again.

Xiao Fengting put on his cap and pressed his snow-white hair in his hat. His coat was a black sweater, and his lower body was a loose, polished jeans. He looked at least ten years younger than before. He walked among a group of Americans like a college student.

The advantage of being abroad is that there are all kinds of colorful hair here. Xiao Fengting's white hair is not so strange in the crowd. However, his excessively delicate appearance has attracted other people's attention. Some people secretly take pictures of him across the road with a mobile phone.

With more people doing this, Xiao Fengting's face gradually became stinky. He didn't like people staring at him.

Tang tilted his head and looked at him. Seeing Xiao Fengting staring at an American woman with a mobile phone taking pictures of him, he couldn't help laughing: "what are you doing so fierce? Don't scare other girls."

Xiao Fengting said, "only you can stare at me."

Tang Qing saw him serious, deliberately teased him: "Oh, so good? Can I hide you then

Xiao Fengting raised his eyebrows: "where are you going to hide? "

the tone is a little expectant.

Tang Qing looked at him with bright eyes. He looked gentle and clever. He could not help but pinch his face.

"Are you..."

Xiao Fengting asked, "can't you recognize it?"

Tang Qing shook his head, "know."

The distinction between Xiao Fengting's two personalities is obvious - the master's personality is much more mature than the Deputy personality. If it's the master's personality, there won't be such eyes.

The master's eyes are more aggressive.

Xiao Fengting looked at her, staring at her urgently: "do you still like him?"

There was a certain tension in his voice.

"You..." Tang Qing looked at him, lost his voice and laughed. He could not help but murmured, "which has not returned Aren't you all alone? "

Xiao Fengting's voice dropped: "do you think so?" He lowered his head and asked her, "who do you like better than him?"

How did you start to compare

Feel that Xiao Fengting is more jealous?

Tang Qing said softly, "I like you better."

Xiao Fengting's body was slightly shaken. He looked at her, and his eyes showed a sense of happiness. His thin lips were slightly hooked, and pushing her to walk seemed to be a little brisk.

He pushed and asked, "why? Because I'm better to you than he is? "

Tang Qing didn't want to answer such a boring question: "Why are you so wordy?"

"Tell me." He urged.

Tang Qing didn't want to say, "No

"If you say so, I'll dye your hair green." He went all out.

Tang Qing refused: "No

"Is it because I am more lovely than him? More gentle? Better technology? "

“……” Tang Qing was going crazy. He was all alone. There was no technical skill. Isn't Xiao Fengting's own original technology? There is no comparison between myself and myself.

"You are better than him..."

Tang Qing hesitated to look at his expectant eyes.

“…… Long winded. "

Xiao Fengting:

"Xiao Fengting."

Tang Qing called out to him.

He was obviously a little upset.

He pushed her fast and didn't speak.

Well, it's a bit silly.