Quick wear: Juehe? Don't make trouble, you know the system is in hand

Yan Lubai's hand was a little painful from being grabbed. He looked over sideways. The little fool lowered his head and stared at his toes instead of looking at the lake.

Su Qiming and Wang Feng were here, so he couldn't talk to the little fool. He just used the hand he was holding to lightly trace the little fool's palm a few times.

It's a word that even a fool can recognize.

Yan Lubai wrote: You are good.

Su Yu raised her head and bit her lip to look at him, with the word "unhappiness" clearly written on her face.

Yan Lubai didn't know that the little fool was feeling sorry for him. He thought that the little fool was frightened by what happened just now. Although he didn't show it on his face, it still inevitably left a shadow.

He was glad that he woke up. What if he really lost control and did something to Zhang Gaoyang in front of the little fool, causing the little fool to have nightmares.

Yan Lubai secretly thought to himself, next time he does something like this, he must carry the little fool on his back.

Su Yu was also writing words on Yan Lubai's palm, and she asked for: reward.

Yan Lubai raised his eyebrows: What do you want?

Opposite them, Su Qiming and Wang Feng pretended not to see their little moves.

One hit.

One of them just felt embarrassed and wanted to say: How about you two stay and we can rent a boat.

The little fool stopped writing and let Yan Lubai guess by himself.

When he returned from outside, it was completely dark. When he went up the stairs, Yan Lubai paused slightly.

"Uncle, aunt, I still have a test paper that I haven't finished yet, so I won't go to your house today."

Su Qiming nodded and said, "You can't delay your studies. Let's go back quickly."

After saying that, he educated Su Yu: "Don't disturb your brother's study. You are also tired from playing. You need to go to bed early, you know."

Su Yu watched as the door was slowly closed, and then Yan Lubai's face was completely isolated.

"Chen Muhong has been released." Xiao Qi said.

It was Zhang Gaoyang's father, her lover, who came forward to testify and paid the bail, so she was released so quickly.

In the plot, Chen Muhong wandered around the casino and made one miscalculation, and being caught was completely beyond Su Yu's expectation.

She returned to the room, stood by the window, and looked through the curtains at the two blurry shadows downstairs.

Xiaoqi asked the host: "Do you want to invade the nearby surveillance area?"

Amelia Su shook her head: "No need."

"It was Yan Lubai who came forward to report. He could no longer tolerate Chen Muhong's behavior. If the situation that day happened again, it would not be Yan Lubai who was injured."

Allowing the little fool to get hurt under his nose was the most regretful move Yan Lubai had ever done in his life.

Most of his magnanimity towards Chen Muhong actually came from his own self-abasement.

It's ridiculous to say that he was born because of a woman's flattery for a man. After using him, the woman transferred her disgust and hatred towards her husband to him.

It was as if he was not a person, but an object without dignity.

Perhaps to put it more bluntly, he is Chen Muhong's sandbag to vent her anger on.

The sandbag is a dead thing, it has no parents, and it won't hurt no matter how you hit it. He is a human being, made of flesh and blood, and the injuries on his body will heal, but the hole in his heart will never heal.

The wind is blowing through, and the pain is so deep that it will never get better.

But the little fool who came in was blowing on his wound very hard, with innocence spreading between his eyebrows, as if he was wondering why he couldn't get better after blowing hard.

Yan Lubai didn't want to disappoint her, so he began to try to improve himself bit by bit.

Chen Muhong's slap fell in vain. During the minute-long silence, she just frowned at first, as if she couldn't figure something out.

Then, the entire facial features wrinkled and twisted, like a jar of rotten pickles.

Yan Lubai was her child, and he should bear whatever she did to him, not hide from him.

"Damn thing! The wings are hard! Did you report the casino? If I had known that you were a white-eyed wolf and a heartless dead person, I should have strangled you to death when I gave birth to you!"

Chen Muhong scolded her harshly and raised her hand stubbornly. She would only be happy if she slapped Yan Lubai on the face.

However, this time, Yan Lubai would not coddle her.

There was no one in the yard. The owner of the canteen was watching the fun inside. Chen Muhong's voice was too loud. He was afraid that this woman would go crazy and destroy the things in the store.

So he walked out of it.

Yan Lubai called him: "Uncle Wang, please call the police for help. I don't have a mobile phone. My mother wants to kill me. I'm afraid."

He spoke expressionlessly and his eyes were cold.

The man who was called Uncle Wang shuddered and looked at his arms, which were covered with goose bumps.

I don't know whether it was the detention life in the past few days that made Chen Muhong anxious and fearful for too long, or the wind was too cold and the air was too humid tonight, making it unbearable for her in thin clothes.

Chen Muhong unexpectedly calmed down, and after only thinking for a few seconds, she turned around and plunged into the dark alley.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Yan Lubai thanked him and did not leave. Instead, he went inside and picked out things.

The canteen sells not only snacks and drinks, but also stationery products for children.

Inside, there is a paradise for little girls. There are ropes of various colors that can be woven into bracelets and given to good friends, as well as cardboard that can be used to fold things.

When it was time to check out, Uncle Wang put the five-pointed star-shaped glass jar and the paper used to fold the stars into a plastic bag for him.

"Thirty-five." He didn't ask any more questions, and the only way to spread kindness was to offer the child a few dollars off his own initiative.

Yan Lubai glanced at him. His voice, which had passed the stage of voice change, was somewhere between a man's and a boy's.

A touch of muteness, a veiled sexyness followed by summer lime soda bubbles.

Not only women find it pleasant, but also men and middle-aged uncles think the sound is too foul.

He looked at Yan Lubai, as if he had already seen the scene where he would be surrounded by women in a few years.

After settling the bill, the boss counted the change. After discovering that Yan Lubai paid exactly the original price, he chased him to the door.

There was no trace of the person.

Uncle Wang shook his head and turned back to the store.

Neither humble nor arrogant, pretty good.

It's just a pity that I ended up with such a mother.

It's like a person who fell into the water was entangled by the water ghost in the river. His legs were covered with intertwined water plants. No matter how hard he struggled, it was useless. He was dragged down and down until he became the new water ghost that was replaced.

On Tuesday, the little fool had a small glass jar with black stars in his schoolbag.

She was extremely precious and would show off her treasures to everyone she met.

The classmates teased her: "Who gave it to you? There are so many stars, they must have been folded for a long time."

The little fool's deskmate was writing the test paper without any distractions. There was another test paper under the test paper, with a conspicuous red pen marking a number on it.

150 points.

No matter how much the little fool teased him, he would not say who sent the stars. Seeing this, the students could only change the question.

"Why are your stars black? Black ones are so ugly. No one would give black stars as gifts."

The little fool glared at the boy: "Stars are black. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."

The little black star is Yan Lubai.

So beautiful.