The fleeting touch on his chin, Lan Jingyu turned his head and looked, and the girl opened her hand to him and showed him the scraped mud and sand.
I see.
He smiled and said, "Be careful, if there was no evidence, I could accuse you of inappropriateness."
Li Ying wrinkled her nose at him and turned her head to pat off the sand.
The fireworks sticks look very good, but they have poor battery life and are about to go to the end.
Li Ying was bold this time and volunteered to check it out.
She came back with the scraps, walked around like a golden cudgel, and said to Lan Jingyu: "It's not very hot, it shouldn't be dangerous to hold it in your hand."
Lan Jingyu didn't respond, "Okay, then you hold it."
Li Ying yelled twice, ran to him and stuffed him one.
"You come, I can't."
"You can't do it, I can do it?"
"You can do it, you can do it, you must do it!"
The little girl smiled and hugged the others and put them down in the distance, saying, "I'll take the wine and barbecue, wait for me to put them."
After saying that, he ran away quickly.
When she came back, she carried two big bags of things and was fully equipped.
"Let's leave two and put them in when we return to the yard."
Lan Jingyu stood behind her and said, "Are you planning to take root here?"
Li Ying straightened her legs and shook her feet and said, "I have worked hard recently. What's wrong with the two days of slapping it?"
She raised her head and said, "You order."
While scaring her, Lan Jingyu said that she would blow people to death, she started looking for the lead.
Li Ying moved behind him, sat on the brick, held her cheek with both hands, and looked at him lazily.
She has seen fireworks many times, and every time it is crowded and lively. Often, it is still very popular. For her birthday and those fancy festivals, there are still many untenable things.
Reason for
This was the first time she saw such a desolate fireworks show, and it turned out to be with this guy.
The fate is so strange that she had stabbed him.
thumping!
A sound moved her originally not sentimental emotions, and brought her activeness to life all year round again.
Lan Jingyu stood one meter away from her. He held the fireworks stick in one hand, either high or low, and his other hand was still stuck in his pocket, like an emotional fireworks machine.
Li Ying smiled and opened the bottle of wine, raising her glass behind him, "Uncle Lan is so brave! Like~~"
Lan Jingyu turned around and saw her tilting her head to drink inconspicuously. She was also smiling while drinking. Unexpectedly, she choked again. She didn't drink well and said that the wine was fake wine.
"Low, raise it higher."
Commanding again.
Lan Jingyu counted silently in his heart the number of fireworks rose. When the time came, he waited for a while and was sure that it would not ring again, so he turned around.
Li Ying clapped him exaggeratedly, handed him wine and meat skewers, and excitedly insisted on putting one himself.
Lan Jingyu pulled her down and sat down, "Be calm. If you have something to do, your family will have to stew me and bury you next to you."
Li Ying laughed happily, without arguing, and ran to pile the firework sticks in a row with bricks and let them set themselves aside.
She sat back next to Lan Jingyu and found Lan Jingyu lighting a cigarette.
"Is it the last one?" She leaned over and took a look.
Lan Jingyu gave her the cigarette box, "Check it out?"
Li Ying held the cigarette box and thought of the box he made, put it between her fingers and turned it to play with it.
After drinking, her face was a little hot.
Turning his head, he found Lan Jingyu squinted his eyes and sucking clouds and mist.
She was a little curious and approached the past, "Is it comfortable to smoke?"