The entire rear frame is directly suspended in the air, and when it encounters an uphill slope, it will fall with the gravity of the earth.

I struggled to get up from the muddy water and wanted to cry but had no tears.

Yi Youming didn't notice that I was gone until he went down the slope. When he came back and saw me, he not only showed no sympathy but burst into laughter. I was so angry that I just grabbed a handful of mud and threw it at him.

The dazzling white T-shirt was instantly stained like splashing ink, and Yi Youming couldn't hold back his smile. He drove away and came to treat me.

Whoever is afraid of whom, I will pounce on him when he comes, press him hard to the ground, rub all the mud on his body and hands on him, make you laugh, make you laugh, make you wear white clothes, make you look aloof.

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I felt very happy, especially when I saw the black fingerprints on that fair and handsome face.

Yi Youming got angry and smeared mud on me without any courtesy. The two of us actually got entangled in the mud and rolled down the small slope, completely turning into clay figures.

I saw Yi Youming hugging me, his eyes as bright as stars, especially beautiful. In fact, if his mouth wasn't so bad and he didn't always laugh at me and hit me, I think he is actually pretty good.

Tuesday, August 11, 20xx, Death Day Weather: Thunderstorm rolling

The weather is so hot that you don’t even need to ignite the car to start it, so I hate summer, especially summer when there is a power outage, and especially summer when there is a power outage and I have to make up for classes.

I'm 100% sure that Yi Youming was taking revenge on me for pulling him out of the mud pit yesterday, so he didn't even smile when he looked at me today, and his eyes made people panic.

I watched carefully as Teacher Yi found a word in my notebook, and then asked me what suspected meant.

I rolled my eyes at him: "Didn't I write below the word? suspect: salty rice."

I saw the corners of Teacher Yi's mouth twitching obviously, and he sighed and corrected: "He is a suspect, not a bastard."

I'm confused. Is there a difference?

Teacher Yi was a rogue, so he changed the way of saying it: "suspect: the suspect's suspect."

As soon as I understood it, I added a sentence in my notebook: "Salted fish rice."

Teacher Yi seemed to be suffering from Parkinson's disease. Not only the corners of his mouth twitched, but also the corners of his eyebrows twitched.

I am happy: "Yi Youming, your eyebrow dance is as good as Zeng Xiaoxian's."

Teacher Yi lowered his head, raised his hand and rubbed my head feebly, and asked sympathetically: "Mu Mu, are you really hungry? The only thing besides salted rice is salted fish rice."

I nodded affirmatively, because I was indeed hungry.

So Teacher Yi diligently made me a dish of salted fish rice, and then very carefully changed "salted rice" to "suspect" and "salted fish rice" to "suspect" next to my notebook.

I suddenly realized that this suspect turned out to be someone else. The Chinese language is so profound and profound!

When I was returning from my extra class in the afternoon, it suddenly started raining heavily. Since the path was still muddy yesterday, it was especially unsafe to ride a bicycle, so Teacher Yi resolutely decided to give up his bicycle and prepare to walk home with me.

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But what Yinjia is wearing today are new Disney sandals bought by her brother. The raincoat can prevent the body from getting wet, but it cannot prevent the shoes from getting wet on the feet. Yinjia doesn’t want to dirty the new shoes!
Chapter completed!