The great devil, he commits crimes with beauty

Chapter 133 The dumb bamboo horse lives in my house 8
Fubai: "...?"

Liu Heng nestled in the trash?
The picture was so beautiful that she couldn't imagine it.

The red-haired gang was still laughing, not noticing anyone approaching at all.

Fubai ran over quietly, raised her leg and kicked it straight on the red-haired calf, leaving a small footprint.

"Fuck, what son of a bitch kicked me?"

"Big brother,"

One of the younger brothers looked over, and the moment he saw Fubai, for some reason, the tyrannical image of her riding on his elder brother uncontrollably flooded into his mind, and he couldn't speak fluently.

Hongmao glanced at his look, thinking that his mortal enemy was coming, and suddenly turned his head, "I am my grass." He jumped back a step as if he had seen a ghost.

"Gu, aunt, why are you here?"

Fubai: "..."

Other brothers: "…………"

Whoever said goodbye to the girl doll before, hugged it in a small corner and had to clean it up.

This guy called me aunt when he saw it. Can you believe what he said before?
\(ω)/Silly batch!

The red hair probably also knew that he was ashamed. He scratched his hair impatiently and said impatiently, "Is there something wrong? I didn't bully the little mute this time."

"You scolded him."

Hong Mao and his little brother: "..."

They usually rely on swearing to win when they play tricks, they are used to it, who doesn't bring a shit when they say it!
Fubai had something important to do, so he didn't bother to talk to them. He asked Liu Heng where the garbage dump was, turned his head and glanced at Mi Tong, and rushed away with his short legs.

Seeing the red hair, they were taken aback for a while.

Really tough.

But what's the matter with being a little jealous, the little mute is actually protected by someone!

When Fubai ran to the rubbish heap that Hongmao and the others were referring to, Liu Heng was still there, standing there alone, wearing a pair of short sleeves that had already turned white after countless times of washing, and a pair of colorless pants. Standing there, his back looked a bit desolate and lonely.

The hustle and bustle around him didn't seem to affect him at all, the ground was a prison, he was inside the prison, and there was excitement outside the prison, he couldn't blend in, and he didn't seem to want to blend in.

Fubai stared at his back for a few seconds before walking up.

'Hey! '

A small hand rested on his shoulder.

so familiar voice...

who is it?

He stood here for a long time. Except for the group of people who often bullied him and continued to bully him and mock him, the others just came to throw garbage, and they would not leave him with any extra eyes.

The coldness at night seemed to be still on his body, no matter how much the sun shone during the day, he still felt very cold and uncomfortable, as if something was buzzing in his head all the time.

After he buried his mother the night before, when he got home, he saw several beggars occupying his house and driving him out.

Bad swearing and taunting, everywhere.

He has nowhere to go, he wanders around, he is too cold, this is one of the few places where the entire shady street can shine a little longer in the sun, he came, but it is still cold.

who is talking

Or is he hallucinating?

"Hey, I'll take you home."

He seems to have heard the girl's voice, is it her?

I wanted to turn around, but I was afraid that I had a hallucination.

One step further ahead, he really stepped into the garbage dump, Fubai's hand fell and landed on Liu Heng's wrist, it was so thin, why was it still a little hot?
I got sick?
Frowning, he grabbed his wrist tightly and dragged him to him.

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