Yin Yijie finally stood in the right position, and the other one said again: "You stand here and run down the slope for a while, and the kite will naturally fly up.

There is a pit here, damn! Who is going to build the green? Mr. Yin, you are worried, don't sprain your feet later

Mr. Zhuang, don’t move around when you stand! There are traps in this lawn!”

I looked at the kite as big as an umbrella in my hand, and the bright yellow butterfly wings were written with big words: "Ke'er, I love you!"

Let's look at it again with a butterfly wing, "Ke'er, I love you!"[

I looked at the front wing again, and the left was: "Ker, stay with you for life!"

On the right is: "Ker, I love you for a hundred years!"

They are all written in a whiteboard with bright red characters, which are set against the yellow butterfly wings. They can’t see clearly from afar, and they are particularly clear when placed in front of you.

I understood: He was prepared for a long time, and the dog was chasing them for a moment.

(Hehehe vomits blood: Why don’t you see love?)

Yin Yijie stood in front of me and looked at me.

I looked up at him, not knowing what he came to do.

Yin Yijie said: "Are you ready?"

I nodded and ready.

Yin Yijie held my hand and pinched it. I stood high, he stood low, and we looked straight, and something flashed in his eyes, but I didn't pay attention to it.

Those people shouted: "Mr. Yin just called you several times, but did you not hear Zhuang?"

I see them, and there are always people who think I am stupid, but they don’t look like they are.

It doesn't matter, I nodded and said, "I just listen."

Yin Yijie kissed my finger and walked down the slope.

The wind is rising, the skirt is flying, and the hair is flying around. The bun is only fixed with part of the hair, and the tail is still loose. The wind is strong here, and it blows.

The twelfth brother was right. Although there was still sunshine, it was a little cooler here than elsewhere.

But we are crowded and the sun is still shining.

Yin Yijie stood not far in front of me, staring at me blankly, his eyes full of experience and enthusiasm, his mouth curled up, and his nose was a little red under the gauze, which might be shining from the setting sun.

I stood up, lifted the big kite slightly, and prepared; when he asked me to lift it, I could do it in time without letting others say I was stupid.

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