Bear kids have to be abused

?My name is Xiong Tong. Since I was a child, I have always been a standard bear child, whether in the eyes of others or in the eyes of my family.

I remember that every time I got into trouble and was hanged and beaten by my mother, she would yell at me, 'Why did I give birth to such a brat like you? ! '

I admit that my mother scolded me, but I firmly believe that there is someone beside me who is more bearish than me-although everyone seems to think otherwise?

In fact, I was once bewitched by him, after all, that person really looks like...

My mother said that I was a little pervert when I was a child. When I saw a beautiful sister and aunt, I would rush to hug her.

I remember this, I still remember that I wanted Lei Lei to hug me the most, and then I could leave a slobbering kiss on his face.

Haha, it's a little embarrassing to think about it.

However, my wish was not fulfilled even once, even if I cried aggrievedly, he just stood and watched from a distance with an impatient expression on his face.

"Wuuuu, let Lei Lei hug me." At that time, my height was less than his waist, and Lei Lei had been tall since he was a child, and his long legs were thin and straight, which was completely different from me who was fat and short.

My mother asked me to call him uncle, but I don't like it. I like to hear my grandma dote on him and call him Leilei. The nickname is that his eyes are not as sharp and prickly as they were outside, and only in front of grandma does he appear a little obedient.I like this Han Lei.

Han Lei reclined on the hanging chair, closed his eyes and meditated. He was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with the most beautiful side profile I had ever seen.Of course, I didn’t actually meet many people at that time, but looking back now, I really haven’t seen anyone who can have such a posture at the age that should be disgusted by dogs—just quietly Standing on the ground, looking at you with deep eyes, it gives people the illusion that getting his attention is like getting the whole world.

The garden of my grandmother's house is very beautiful, full of all kinds of flowers, such as camellias, roses, hydrangeas in spring, jasmine and lilies in summer, sweet-scented osmanthus in autumn, and golden ginkgo leaves. The entire courtyard, because it is a southern city, does not look bleak in winter, and the Podocarpus evergreen makes the courtyard look lively.

I can't remember what season it was, but I only know that the fresh air around is accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, and the handsome young man lazily lying on the European-style hanging chair left a deep impression on me.

A small path was paved with stones in the yard, and I walked unsteadily along this uneven path towards Han Lei.

"Lei Lei Hug."

Han Lei raised his eyelids and glanced at me, I raised my head and gave him a big smile, opened my arms and said in a childish voice, "Hug."

"The kid is going to play." Han Lei ignored me, changed direction and continued to lie lazily.

Of course I can't be so obedient, I followed him and turned around, climbing up his trouser legs, I wanted to lie down with Lei Lei.

It’s just that before I climbed up the hanging chair, the person who was lying lazily stood up holding my collar. I was a little angry when I was suddenly suspended in the air. Compared with beauty, I thought face was more important at the time, so I He struggled with his hands, "Wow, wow, put me down! Hurry up! I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

I saw Han Lei, who was still smiling, suddenly turned cold. I instinctively knew that he was angry, because a child under four years old would be angry if he said a word!

To be honest, I've known since then that this guy is definitely, definitely, a hard patriarch, spoiled by his grandma and grandpa.

Who can be angry with a four-year-old child?Han Lei can!He threw me on the hanging chair with a stern face, and let me cry, which attracted my mother and grandmother, who hugged and coaxed me distressedly, but that spoiled brat was far away. Standing there, his expression was indifferent, as if he had been wronged by the sky.

From then on, I knew that if this guy didn't have a good face, just such an ugly temper, I wouldn't like him anyway, wanting to cling to him, and in the end desperate for him... But who made him have a good face? Where's the face? ?