Chapter 155： Extra zero

A bald has long wings today, and his little wings are the same as small buds. If you don't peel the hair off your back, you can't find the big wings.

The whole family was surrounded by a bald, and He Rue looked at the little wings with few hairs with some worries. He did not expect that the baldness was born to be bald, and the little wings were born with a small baldness.

"Responsibility, is your wings the same?" If the wings of the homage are also like this, then it is a family genetic problem.

Xi Guizhen quickly shook his head and denied it. He was joking. His wings and head were the only parts that were not bald. How could he be buckled with a bald hat for no reason?

This makes He Ruge more worried. Only A bald feels good about himself, and he also calls his wings "small baldness."

In order to make the little baldness grow a little hair, after every night after shower, He Ruge will use a small brush to brush the sesame oil on the abalone's little wings. I heard that sesame oil is good for long hair. I don’t know if this statement is correct. Really, he only knows that he wants to eat chicken wings.

"Can I fly with my little wings?" A bald stared at Xi Guiyi. "It’s like flying."

Xi Gui nodded and added: "The hairless wings can't fly."

A bald was aware of the seriousness of the problem, and he realized the pain of baldness at a young age. But after hearing the news that they could go to the earth, A bald immediately put the baldness behind him.

No913

Today, we went to my lover's hometown. A bald is very happy. On the one hand, I am happy to go to the home where I love the population, and on the other hand, I am happy not to write homework.

We can spend a lot of time, just one day, there are many things to do on this day.

We first went to an ancient temple where there was a monk who was obsessed with the heart, but no monk. A bald has not become a human figure now, and naturally cannot be dressed as a small monk.

The facial color of the temple is a little peeling off. A bald is not interested in the smoky interior. He likes the big tree with a red ribbon in the yard.

There is a word on every red ribbon, and that is the wish of a believer. Is it a weakness or a weakness to pin your wishes on this illusory thing?

A bald screaming and tying the red ribbon, and finally everyone in our family wrote a wish, tied to the branch. A bald wish is for me to write for him, and I can eat three ice creams every day.

My wish is that my lover will help him write, sing a favorite song, and sing it to someone he likes.

My lover's wish is, may I love, no worries in this life.

There is also a pool of squares in the temple. There are Wang Ba in the pool that is almost the same as A Bald. The king and the big and small are squatting on the pictographic stone carving. There is a big king who stretches his neck and looks up at us.

A bald roared excitedly, and it seemed that he couldn’t wait to play with the big king.

"Hey, can we raise this?" A bald is not the king, but the red and black fish in the pool.

I can't say it. A bald did not make trouble, lost a sigh, and soon attracted attention by the sparkling things at the bottom of the pool.

The coins dropped by the tourists at the bottom of the pool are like spots, and A Bald said that it was a small star. We can see our reflection on the water. I saw a bald paw waving and seeing my lover, laughing, and finally I saw myself.

I was laughing too.

The road up the mountain is a little tired, and I am sure I can't walk. I will hold the mountain up. When I went down the mountain, I was too tired. I also held a baldness. I saw that my lover seemed to be tired too, and I simply picked up my lover.

In the hot sun, there are no trees covered by Duanshan Road. The sun is completely sprinkled on my body, and the wind blows like a heat wave.

The fluffy a bald squatting in my arms, grinding and heat, I took his hand and sweated. I let A bald not move, and move him to go. A bald finally stopped looking at the east, two small claws hooked my clothes, spit out the tongue to the passing tourists.

The two tourists stared at us with a brush, looked at the bald, looked at me, looked at my lover, and then looked at me. I couldn’t see the dazzling, but I didn’t look at the road, and one of them almost fell off the mountain road.

I circumvented them without squinting. The two cubs turned my head around my little head, one on my left shoulder and one on my right shoulder.

A bald little villain, watching people wrestle, and laughing. He was so worried about inhaling, and found that they were fine, only a small sigh of relief.

I touched my little head, and my lover and I felt it was a cool touch. In the summer, I like to hold my lover's hand. My lover's arm is soft and cool. Sometimes it is too hot. My lover will shoot my hand and let me not touch him.

I couldn't understand the mood of my lover before, until I was yelling at me on a hot day, I realized that my behavior was too much.

When we walked to a mountain road, we saw small vendors, cheap toys on the stroller, bright yellow, deep purple, orange red... those colors attracted the attention of A bald.

The old man guarded an iron basin with black water burning in it and brown eggs in the water. My lover said it was a tea egg.

After I got there, my lover gently poked my waist and said that he is not a child, so I don't have to carry it. A bald hears the words and interjects, hey, I grew up and I will carry you back.

Maybe what the kindergarten taught, A bald will occasionally take a few words, hey, I will raise you when I grow up.

I said to A Bald, the money that Dad earned in this life can't be spent, and you don't need to raise me.

A bald snorted, stunned, then what do I have to do.

I said, you are obedient, don't make me angry.

A bald quickly said that he was the most obedient. He praised himself and obeyed him. He also spoke to me with plastic yellow ducks and tea eggs.

I don’t want anything, take out the small handkerchief in my pocket and wipe my sweat with my lover. A bald mouth full of egg yolks hesitated after seeing it, and also sweated me with claws stained with tea eggs.

I looked at the baldness of my abdomen in my arms and thought about what it would be like when I grew up. During this time, I took a leisurely look at a lot of parenting books. The book said that children will experience puberty, and then the children will become rebellious during adolescence.

I don't believe this. I don't think it will make me angry. Instead, I am a bald. He may be angry with my liver. Adolescence requires the guidance of adults, it is best not to use **.

But my lover is there, no matter how angry I am, my lover will definitely stop me. We can sing a red face and a white face.

Singing red face and singing white face is a saying in my lover's hometown. My understanding is that I take a big stick, one takes the radish, the big radish falls together, and the person is trained to obey the post. My lover said that it was a saying from a drama in their hometown that the opera actor would change his face when he sang. The face was still white in the last second. When the hand was lifted, he changed his face.

When A bald listened at the moment, he immediately stalked, and he would change his face. He still laughed for the second, and fiercely the next second.

It’s a grievance, and it seems to be fighting for yourself.

I looked at A bald. He will be in adolescence, will he really face me? What do you think of adolescent children?

I don't know because I have not experienced this.

My childhood did not have any transition from adolescence to adulthood, and it was like a destructive encouragement.

The word youth is like a spring of blue, everything is reviving, the flowers are still open, and the youngsters are running on the grass.

My heart is very hard, there is a thick layer of thorns wrapped around it, and there are very few things that can enter my heart through the outer shell. A bald and ape are like two seeds, rooting, sprouting, and growing into my heart.

Seeds need light and water. My lover is like light, and I used to think that I can't give them water, but even if I dry up the sea of ​​emotions, I can always squeeze one or two drops of water to the people in my heart.

If the seeds I watered grow up in my heart and grow a thorn, I may be hurt.

However, I look at the stupid A bald, who knows how to think about it. A bald is ready to bite half of the tea egg to us to eat, we refused to a bald, A bald is happy to enjoy the food.

A bald is very simple, his happiness is very simple, and his sadness is very simple. He is always very happy. He can be happy for a long time. He can enjoy a whole day with an ice cream. I stayed by his side and seemed to have been infected with the happiness factor in him.

Think about it this way, raising a bald is still good, raising pots can fresh air, raising a bald can harvest happiness.

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, A bald did not want me to hug. He jumped down and rushed to the front. I looked at the little hairball that ran fart, and some worried that he would not be able to stop the car and roll straight down.

Fortunately, he did not fall. However, the a bald skin is real and it is fine to be thrown.

My lover is going to solve some things, and we are separated from him at the foot of the mountain.

A baldness and ape are very good, especially a baldness. I sometimes suspect that he is being sold, and I have to help others count the money. Some passers-by took the food to make it a bald, and the bald sucked and sucked the nose. Which passer-by moved the food to which position, and the head of the bald head turned to which direction.

I obviously don't deduct his snacks except the ice cream. How can a baldness behave like this?

He just lived so well that he was soaked in a honey pot when he was born, and there is nothing missing. He knows that everyone around him likes him. He knows that he can get a lot of things if he spoke.

He has not met the bad guys, no childish childhood.

This is fine. He will always grow up happily and happily, and be a baldness who will always be happy and happy. I will always guard him until he grows up and is alone.

I don't have anything, he will have it. This is fine.

No914

When it comes back to my hometown, my favorite anchor also returns to my hometown, so I stopped even more. The landlord is awesome, no more! Give you a little red flower~

No915

After a baldness and cockroaches entered adolescence, the style of the post should be "I am rebellious and hurt my heart", hahahahahahahahaha

No916

Curious about what the landlord had experienced before, I feel that the landlord is a very story landlord.

No917

What is a tea egg, is it delicious? Suck

No918

In fact, some children are very embarrassed, maybe the landlord’s jealousy is the kind of baby that has been squatting down.