Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

Jiang Zhi is always good at acting like a baby, especially when she asks her to make her hurt: "Will you go home? Give me medicine when you go home."

He deliberately used bitterness and beauty.

Zhou Xufang exhaled and pressed his anger: "Okay." The blood in her eyes slowly faded.

The child’s parents set off fireworks in a place where no one was in the square. Zhou Xufang looked around. No one noticed her. He took out a coin from his pocket and aimed at the firework that was on display. Find a good angle and avoid it. After making sure that the crowd would not hurt the innocent, she threw out the coin in her hand.

boom!

The firework fell down, but the base of the firework was made heavy, so it would not fire randomly, and it was launched accurately on an empty car.

The family of three who set off the fireworks did not dare to step forward, and hurriedly hid, only allowing the fireworks to hit the glass of the car one by one.

Sure enough, not long after, the owner yelled and passed by.

Zhou Xufang took out her mobile phone and dialed: "I want to report." She said solemnly, "This is People's Square. Someone set off fireworks illegally."

Opposite her, she pulled up a banner with two sentences written in black on the red background: The emperor is my family, and the ban is on everyone! Report call 011100********.

Note: Fireworks and firecrackers are strictly prohibited in public places.

Can you ask if the private area works?

Of course not! Let me give you a negative example of heavy losses caused by the setting off of fireworks in a private house.

The Jiang family has the habit of keeping the year old. It was almost twelve o'clock, and the room was brightly lit.

Jiang Weier hadn't slept yet. In such a lively night, it was always easy to think of her old friend. She was lying on the bed, looking directly at the light, and her eyes were sore in a while.

Outside the door, someone called her: "Miss Five."

Jonville closed his eyes, his eyes hot: "What's the matter?"

"The third master of the Xue family is here."

She glanced at the old wall clock on the wall, and there were fifteen minutes left for the New Year's Eve: "Tell him I was asleep."

"Weir, I heard it all." It was Xue Bingxue's voice, low and weak, with a little grievance.

Jiangweier: "..."

Since the last time this guy gave her a kiss without fear of death, he has become more and more wild, and he doesn't know where he learned it from. It's like the second phase, rebellious and rebellious.

Jiang Weier was a little irritable, grabbed a handful of hair, and went to open the door. His tone was not very good: "It's all so late. Why don't you stay at home to keep your years old?

Xue Bingxue's delicate skin, flushed by the wind, was a bit silly: "Come to show you the fireworks." He said, "Your elder brother said you like it."

Jiang Weier was speechless to the straight man of her elder brother: "That was what I said when I was eight, and now I am twenty-eight."

Xue Bingxue was particularly frustrated when she heard it. A baby face of reduced age seemed harmless to humans and animals.

Jiang Weier couldn't bear it: "Is something brought?"

He immediately looked up, his eyes glowing: "Hmm."

Annoying! Jiang Weier went in and took a coat: "You brought it all, then let it go."

Jiang Weier led Xue Bingxue to the empty backyard because the old lady hadn't slept yet. She was afraid of making noise.

He carried a firework building with both hands, stopped, and said to Jiang Weier: "Vill, you wait here, I will order it."

Jiang Weier grumbled.

Afraid of hurting people, Xue Bingxue specially moved to a place far away in the backyard. It was far away and there were no street lights behind. Jiang Weier could not see the situation and heard no movement for a long time.

She asked: "Did you light it?"

Xue Bingxue said, "Not yet."

After a while, nothing happened.

Jiang Weier didn't know what he was doing, so he just lit a firework, and drew on, "Is it done?"

Xue Bingxue: "No."

After another while.

"No point?"

His voice is so small: "It's almost there."

Oh, by the way, Xue Bingxue was timid when he was a child, like a delicate little white flower. There is a basket of things to fear. When she was eight years old, she threw an earthworm into his schoolbag and scared him to tears.

No wonder Xue Baoyi always said he was silly and sweet.

"You are afraid, let me come."

"...Don't be afraid." His voice was louder, "Don't come."

Okay, she doesn't care, see how long he can toss, holding hands and waiting.

After half a minute, suddenly there was the sound of fireworks exploding, one after another.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Jiang Weier heard dozens of noises, but he didn't see a firework in the sky. He couldn't wait until Xue Bingxue came back. He was a dingy ostrich with his head down and only doing something wrong.

"It's finished?"

Xue Bingxue: "Yeah."

Jiang Weier wondered: "Where did I put it? Why didn't I see it." He heard the voice, but didn't see Mars.

Xue Bingxue raised his head and glanced at her, then lowered his head, explaining with a lack of confidence: "I stumbled on the firework rope when I ran back, and it fell."

Jiangweier: "Then what?"

He was extremely embarrassed: "They all shot into the tree."

"..."

I don't know how to say he is better.

Jiang Weier held back his smile and asked seriously: "Which tree?"

Xue Bingxue's expression was cramped and panicked: "Podocarpa."

"..."

Which tree is not good, it happened to be that—the old lady planted it herself more than ten years ago.

This curse is absolutely inescapable.

Jiang Weier couldn't smile anymore: "It's so accurate, I shot my old lady's baby in one shot."

Xue Bingxue: "..." He apologized, "I'm sorry."

An apology is useful, but why should I be scolded?

Seeing him downcast and condemning himself, he couldn't say what he said, "It didn't hurt."

Xue Bingxue was cared about and was a little happy: "No."

"Then what," Jiang Weier suggested, "don't set off fireworks anymore, this thing is quite aggressive."

Xue Bingxue: "Oh."

Finally, please shout with me: The emperor is my family, and the ban is on everyone!

When Zhou Xufang and Jiang Zhi returned home from the square, it was almost twelve o'clock. Jiang Zhi refused to go to the hospital. Zhou Xufang could only treat his wounds with spare medicine.

The big blisters on the nails now seem to be more serious.

Burns are the most painful. Zhou Xufang looked uncomfortable, very distressed, and did not dare to apply force. The medicine on the cotton swab did not apply to the wound for a long time: "Is it very painful?"

The person who just coquettishly yelled pain in the square just now is not afraid of the pain, holding Zhou Xufang's hand, applying the medicine to the spot, "It doesn't hurt much."

Deceiving.

Zhou Xufang held his hand and breathed, and said to him: "Why are you running to pull me? It doesn't matter if I am injured."

"Why does it matter?"

She pouted and blew his wounds: "I'm getting better soon."

It heals quickly, and the pain is severe.

"I'll get hurt if I get better soon?" Jiang Zhi rubbed her head, "What kind of wrong reason."

At this time, the twelve o'clock bell rang in the distant square, and after the New Year's Eve bell rang, the sound of firecrackers outside the window.

"Zhou Xufang," Jiang Zhi looked at her with her shadow in his eyes. He said, "Happy New Year."

Zhou Xufang let go of his frowning brows, and smiled back: "Happy New Year."

He pulled her from the opposite sofa to his side: "Do you have a New Year's resolution?"

"There is one."

"I will pick all the stars for you."

When he smiles, there are stars and peach blossoms in his eyes, so beautiful.

"Don't want stars." She said, "I hope you will have a smoother life, don't get hurt, and don't get sick." She has always only had this wish, hoping that her Jiang Zhi can be healthy and live a long life.

Jiang Zhi held her face and kissed her.

"Spinning treasure."

"Ok?"

The light above fell in his eyes, translucent, and his voice was low, mixed with a smile: "Have you thrown away the two boxes of things you bought in the supermarket last time?"

Zhou Xufang couldn't remember this: "What is it?"

Jiang Zhi said something in her ear.

"...Not thrown."

"Where did you put it?"

His voice sounded like a gu, with a hook in it, hooking people.

Zhou Xufang looked like a tortoise with her head shrunk, her neck hidden in her collar, and she slowly said, "In the cabinet under the sink."

He lifted her face: "I still don't want you to be a mother. Shall we have children later?"

Zhou Xufang nodded and said yes.

Jiang Zhi picked her up and walked to the bathroom.

On the morning of New Year's Day, it snowed.

Jiang Zhi got up very early, Zhou Xufang woke up as soon as his feet touched the ground, and reached out dazedly to grab his pajamas: "Jiang Zhi..."

Jiang Zhi put her hand back into the quilt and pressed the corner of the blanket tightly again: "It's still early, I'll go to bed."