How did Xiao Ming die?

When it was daylight, I forgot in a daze that I was still sleeping in Shizhen's arms. I just thought about sleeping in this position and my body was a little stiff, so I turned over and turned around.

Sensing something strange, I slowly opened my eyes.

My palm rests on my chest, and his face is close at hand.Even breathing, trembling eyelashes, heaving chest.

We were too close, worried that I would wake him up at this embarrassing moment, and I froze in his arms for a while.

The breaths of each other were entangled, and the breath mixed with his smell was inhaled into my heart and lungs, and lingered in my chest.I can even hear the sound of hormones being secreted and feel the build-up of excitement.

The itch accumulated in my heart will eventually turn into impulse, I stared at Zhenzhen's lips, thinking so.

As long as I raise my chin, I can touch it. I want to get closer to this taste, but all thoughts finally turn into a wry smile.

How could I have such an idea?

"Brother Zhen..." I dragged out a long tone, spraying my breath on his face unscrupulously.

He was bleary-eyed and showed no strange emotions about our awkward distance from each other.

Yes, maybe it's just like what I said, if you see the foundation, you won't find it embarrassing if you don't have any distracting thoughts.

His eyes were empty, and there was no clear consciousness in his pupils.So I called him again, "It's me..."

"Huh?" He replied lazily, lowering his head.

Then his forehead was against mine.

"It's not burning..." He muttered.

I was so startled by the unexpected approach that I held my breath, and before I had time to respond, he propped me up and fell asleep.

I breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the magnified chin and the corners of the lips.

"Is it me?"

There was only the sound of breathing.

I got closer and whispered to him, "If you do this again, I'll love you..."

He fell asleep and heard nothing.

After sleeping in the cage for a while, I woke up first again at seven o'clock.

"It's me, it's me..." I called him impatiently.

He frowned dissatisfied.

"It's me, it's me!" I pushed him with my hands.

He rubbed the acupuncture point on the bridge of his nose with one hand and yawned, "What's wrong?"

"I'm thirsty……"

"Drink it yourself."

We were still facing each other just now, and our bodies were very close.A ball of hairy meat was suddenly attached to the belly, and then Baojun squeezed out between us with great effort.

The bow tied on Baojun's head was crooked, and he put his chin on my arm and sighed heavily.

Before I opened my eyes, I laughed out loud and grabbed Baojun and put it in my arms.

I was squeezed away by Baojun, turned over with a look of lovelessness, and hung by the bed.

It was because my arm was pressed down by me and slept for half the night, so it must have been numb long ago.After I pulled my head away, he withdrew his arm with difficulty.

He stretched his arms and wrists and asked, "Is it better?"

"Okay." I sat up and brushed my hair, "I miss my mother."

This time, I was more than two steps before the gate of hell. This is the men's single free tricks and death championship.When people are wronged, they will think of relatives they can rely on. I am still a child, and I want to find my mother.

It was I who unplugged my phone from the charger and threw it to me.

"I saw that your injuries were not fully recovered, so I didn't send you home. I called your mother, and she knew that you were with me." He said.

I thank you and turn on my phone.

The standby screen was activated, and I was brewing up my emotions to feel wronged in front of my mother, and by the way, I asked for something delicious.As a result, before I dialed the number, I received a text message.

Damn it.

"Xiang'er, mom is going to be happy again! This month's living expenses are on your desk, the key is under the doormat, love you, kiss you, remember to miss mom! ps: don't bring girls home!"

I exited the SMS interface, silently deleted the numbers I just entered one by one, and locked the screen.

"My brother..."

"What's wrong?"

"I'm leaving home..."

I am so sad that I am about to sing a little cabbage.It's a pity that my old man didn't understand the style. He said that if I dared to sing in front of him, he would put me in a black hole.

I said that's a good feeling, no sound can escape from the black hole, and my mother no longer has to worry about me singing and disturbing the people.

It was I who quickly corrected me, "You are more than disturbing the people, it is a biological and chemical weapon! It will be written into the National Defense Regulations."

Bioweapons are not happy.

It was I who brushed the hair on Baojun's head, "What do you want for breakfast?"

"you do?"

"It's possible in theory." He also sat up, "But if you're fine, let's go out to eat."

While talking, he walked to the closet, pulled out his clothes and threw them to me, "By the way, go to school."

I stretched my waist and began to get dressed, "Why are you going to school?"

"Today I told you to go to school to pick up the admission letter."

It was around 20:[-] when we left the house, it was time for breakfast, and I and I decided to go shopping in the food street next to the school.

Although my body is fine, my body is still weak due to the burn.

It was I who found a coat for me, and I followed him listlessly with my pockets in hand.

Go downstairs, turn left, and walk along the wall of the building.

Suddenly, a gust of wind brushed past the front door vertically, and a black shadow fell down from upstairs.

slap.

I was yawning, not even a little defensive.

Taking a closer look, there was a person lying on the ground with his face on the ground, and the blood exploded all over the ground.

This was too sudden, and in addition to the fact that I was already weak, in the words of our hometown, I was frightened on the spot.

My heart palpitations were violent, and I felt weak against the wall.

It was I who helped me, and then walked to the corpse with my pockets.

He raised his foot and stepped on the man's head fiercely, "Are you sick..."

The person at the foot swallowed a mouthful of blood, full of resentment, "Damn, I didn't die."

I couldn't bear it at that time, and I wanted to go up and kick to relieve my hatred, "Ye Xuan, if you are going to die, can you die in another place, this is a fucking residential area, a residential area! This early in the morning scared me to death!"

Shi Xuan got up from the ground, smiling bloody face, "I was watching the scenery on the top of the building, and suddenly came Yazhi."

"Don't stop me! Let me wake him up!"

Later, I secretly told me that it was because Xuan committed suicide every day that he didn't want to go back to Nibrosa to live with them.

"Damn, life with Shixuan is like living in a horror movie every day." He described it like this.

My serious acknowledgment and strong sympathy.

Brother Xuan finished his gorgeous appearance, and he said righteously that he would treat him to breakfast, so we became a threesome.

Threesomes must have my foundation, I wobbled into it.

"Hey, fuck me!"

"...?"

I leaned over to him and asked in a low voice, "I found out why the three of you always land on your face every time you fall."

"Errong too?"

"It's Rong, too."

"Oh..." It was I who thought about it.

I sniffed my nose, "Could it be your family inheritance, the essential cute attributes of emperor gods, and the unchanging landing angle? This question is of great academic value, and it needs to be explained from a scientific perspective. It is called... On Emperor It is the theoretical basis for God to fall on his face when he falls."

It was I who praised me for having a pair of eyes for discovering problems. He said, "You little comrade's question is very novel. It is necessary to answer it."

"Then answer."

"Well...the reason why we are on the ground is because...our handsome face is very important."

Immediately, I was enlightened and enlightened like drinking a dazzle.

I said my brother, why are you so poor today?

He said he was in a good mood.

The best breakfast shop in the food street was already overcrowded, we had no place to sit, so we simply bought soy milk fritters and ate them while walking.

It was I who was holding pancake fruit in one hand and a soy milk cup in the other, walking leisurely in front.

Suddenly, a pink lady appeared in the crowd, measuring 1.9 meters by visual inspection, her arms were as thick as my thighs, and her whole body was dark. The point is that only her face was powdered, which formed a sharp contrast with her black neck.

A man's voice came from the opposite side, "Yo~ I can smell the smell of milky milk from a long distance away, who else am I wondering~ Isn't this me?"

It was I who stopped in my tracks with a straw in my mouth.

Big Sister Pink pulled the pair of Taobao best-selling diamond flip flops, and twisted them so that the ground shook.He walked up to Zhenzhen, squeezed his throat and said, "What's the matter, you haven't been weaned after reincarnation?"

"Afangji." It was Zhen who squinted his eyes and took a bite of the pancake fruit with a solemn expression.

"What? What Afangji?" Miss Pink raised her eyes in confusion, and I actually saw his pinky-wide eyeliner.

"Lishan is built from the north and turns west, going straight to Xianyang, covering more than [-] miles." I explained calmly.

"What is that?" The elder sister was still puzzled.

I couldn't stand it, so I leaned over to help explain, "He said you have a big butt."

"Ah!!!" Sister Pink jumped her feet angrily, the pink chiffon skirt that jumped off the building for a clearance sale unexpectedly broke away from the principle of gravity against humanity.I couldn't bear to look directly at the 'spring light', and turned my head silently.

"Hate, hate, hate!" Eldest sister pointed at me angrily with her second thumb covered in candy-colored nail polish, "Why are you so arrogant? Don't forget that the sacrament is about to begin, and that day will be your death day! "

"Oh?" I chuckled, "It's fresh."

"You don't believe it? Who do you think is afraid of you in Nibrosa now?!"

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"I don't feel any pressure on you!" Miss Pink was hysterical and magnificent.

Facing the yelling of the visitor, it was the youngest who stepped forward with the pancake fruit in his mouth, "Then...do you feel it now?" He stepped on the visitor's foot.

"What?" Miss Pink stared at Zhen in confusion.

"Don't be like this..." I took a sip of soy milk, "I can't feel it anymore, Isaac. Newton should cry."

Miss Pink stared at her big eyes, and her false eyelashes were fluttering, and finally stuck to his face.