Cheng Ziyi finally failed to get the SLR back. Looking at Mo Xiaoming's back as he was leaving, Cheng Ziyi waved her pink fist angrily into the air. Her eyes were red, and her dark green hand-woven shirt was hung several times by bushes. Her wool was exposed. Her black straight slim trousers were also covered with soil. The white little Kun bag also fell to the ground. When she thought about the fruits of her labor being stolen by Mo Xiaoming's dead pig head, she was so angry that she stomped her feet. The pair of pink candy doll round-headed flat-heeled shoes on her feet were almost falling off.

Suddenly, Cheng Ziyi stopped stomping her feet, touched her hand into her pocket, took out her pink oppo mobile phone, looked around, and saw that no one around was paying attention to her, quietly recalling the only photo, a lonely and thin back, holding a child, surrounded by a green lake, and a red morning glow in the distance.

"Hehe, you say it's one foot taller. Auntie, I'm a devil and I have a backup plan." Cheng Ziyi rubbed the back of her little hand excitedly, and suddenly her stomach roared. Then she remembered that she had been tossing all morning and had not had breakfast yet.

Mo Xiaoming ran away a long way, found a place to carry a person on his back, turned on the replay of the SLR, his eyes widened, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and said, "Brother Yuezi is so fierce, why is this the same as making a movie?"

I secretly regretted not running up the bridge to take a look. Maybe I could meet Brother Yue Zi, and I followed Brother Yue Zi to make a move. The broken bones from this island country were killed. How cool it was, Harazi flowed down unknowingly.

The morning glow does not go out, and the sunset travels thousands of miles.

The sun showed his head and went back to doze off. The rainy grandma took over. The rainy grandma first wiped a few tears, and then sneezes all the way.

Zhao Ziyue sent Tutu home in the rain. As soon as he entered the door of the white palace, he saw a thin boy sitting on the sofa, wearing a light gray school uniform and his hair was very short. He ignored Zhao Ziyue and Tutu's entry and turned his head slightly.

Tutu suddenly ran up and held the boy's hand and asked, "Brother Lingzhi, when did you come? I miss you anymore. My math has not passed, so you have to help me.

"Okay, Tutu, I will definitely help you. Some customers are here? Why don't you invite the guests to sit down?" The boy did not look at Tutu when he spoke.

Looking at the black blind guide stick placed beside the white sofa, Zhao Ziyue understood that the boy was a blind man.

"Is Tutu back?" Ling Yun walked out of the kitchen with an apron, stretched out her slender white fingers, and gently combed a strand of hair behind her ears. She was a pure white round-neck long-sleeved sweater with five large buttons on the collar, lined up in front of her chest, and outlined an attractive curve under the squeeze of her towering breasts.

"Brother Zhao is here too. Haven't you eaten yet? I've cooked eight-treasure porridge, let's eat together?" Ling Yun looked at Zhao Ziyue with a smile, her long eyelashes trembled, and she stunned Zhao Ziyue and thought to herself that she was such a beautiful woman.

"No need, I'd better go back and eat." Zhao Ziyue politely declined. He turned around and wanted to leave, but he was in trouble. It was still raining outside, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

It really corresponds to a story Zhao Ziyue heard when he was in elementary school: In the past, a scholar went to Beijing to take the exam. Suddenly, he encountered a thunderstorm. He rushed to the gate of a rich man's house and asked to stay for a night. The stingy rich man came out a couplet to catch up with the scholar. The couplet was: It was rainy, keep the guests, keep them, and I don't keep them. The scholar picked up his pen and scattered a few strokes, and it turned out: It was rainy, keep them, keep them, keep them, do you keep them? Stay! The rich man was so angry that he smoked his orifices on the spot.

Zhao Ziyue now feels that he is the scholar who shelters from the rain, but Ling Yun doesn’t look like a stingy rich man, but it’s not necessarily true if he talks about Tutu. After all, this is someone else’s home.

Now the little rich man from Tutu was squinting his eyes at Zhao Ziyue, with a fox-like face and said sly: "If you want to stay in Buckingham Palace, you have to invite us to KTV tonight, because today is Brother Lingzhi's birthday."

"Tutu, don't make a fuss." Ling Yun scolded Tutu, turned her face and blushed slightly, and said to Zhao Ziyue: "This is my younger brother Lingzhi, who is eighteen years old this year, and now he is studying at Qiming Blind School."

Zhao Ziyue nodded to Lingzhi habitually: "Hello, my name is Zhao Ziyue."

At this time, Lingzhi also stood up from the sofa and stretched out his hand in the direction where Zhao Ziyue was standing, "Hello, my name is Xue Lingzhi, please take care of him in the future."

Zhao Ziyue took a few steps forward, held Lingzhi's hand, and thought to himself that the two brothers and sisters were really good! Holding Lingzhi's fair and slender hand, he thought to himself, how could the two brothers and sisters have a little bit of a sense of spirit, and their hands are so white and tender.

At this time, Tutu spoke: "No, I won't do it. If you want to pick up Sister Lingyun, you have to treat you first."

"Tutu, don't talk nonsense." Ling Yun's face turned red, and two red glows flew out from her little face that was about to break, as if she had been coated with rouge, which looked very beautiful.

"Tutu is joking, don't take it seriously." Zhao Ziyue said awkwardly. Some things are hazy and have a unique flavor when they are not pointed out. But once they are pointed out, it will make the person involved very embarrassed. Zhao Ziyue noticed that Lingzhi's face had changed color and his body was still trembling slightly.

Ling Yun quickly changed the topic and asked, "Where is the grasshopper? Why didn't the grasshopper come back with you?"

By the way, Zhao Ziyue almost went to pat his thighs. In the morning, he had a fierce battle of life and death, and he really forgot about the grasshopper.

Tutu was also panicked and looked around, "Grasshopper, my grasshopper, no, I want to find my grasshopper." As he said that, Tutu jumped off the sofa barefoot and was about to run out of the door. Lingyun stepped forward and grabbed him,

"Tutu, it's still raining outside now. After the rain stops, we will go to find grasshoppers. Maybe the grasshoppers will run home by themselves..."

But Tutu said stubbornly: "I don't care, I'm going to find grasshoppers anyway."

"I'll go, I'll get the grasshopper back for you, Tutu." Zhao Ziyue said from the side.

Ling Yun looked at Zhao Ziyue differently. The man in front of him gave Ling Yun a very friendly feeling from the first sight, which seemed familiar. He didn't speak much when he treated Tutu's foot injury for a few days, but it made people feel as steady as a mountain. He gently said two or three words "let me do it" beside you, as if all difficulties were no longer difficult.

Zhao Ziyue opened the villa door made of special anti-theft materials, and suddenly, something like a large white mouse came up from the steps, which scared Zhao Ziyue.

"Grasshopper, it's a grasshopper!" Tutu ran over excitedly, picked up the grasshopper and walked upstairs, "I'm going to take a bath for the grasshopper, haha." At this time, the grasshopper became a real dog with white fluff dripping water downwards, and his little nose hummed from time to time, very pitiful.

Tutu looked excited and muttered while climbing the stairs: "No wonder Sister Lingyun often says that obedient children have candy to eat. This is true. From today on, I decided to listen to Sister Lingyun's words every day, not eat snacks randomly, not go to school hungry, and never pick up girls at school, and never throw away the girls you pick up..."
Chapter completed!