Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 529 I am from the Sunset Tribe (2)
The little girl was brought to the ground by the whip with a "bang", and then stood up holding the whip with a grunt.

Su Mengchen bent down, picked up the top, and walked out with Song Wanzhi.

The little girl stared blankly at them, apparently not recovering.

Song Wanzhi smiled and asked, "Little sister, do you want to learn?"

The little girl froze for a moment, then nodded.

Song Wanzhi said, "Why don't you play with them?"

The little girl thought for a while, then stared at them with wide eyes: "They said I was a little bastard and wouldn't play with me."

Song Wanzhi was taken aback.

A child who is too young obviously has not understood the malice contained in those three words, her eyes are pure, like amber.

Song Wanzhi's heart ached slightly, then she raised her hand, touched her head, and said with a smile: "My sister likes you very much, can my sister teach you how to play?"

The little girl's eyes lit up immediately, as if she had encountered the happiest thing, she clapped her hands, then turned to Su Mengchen next to her, and said, "Big brother, don't hold sister's hand, okay, sister can't hold a whip!" .”

Song Wanzhi's face became slightly hot, but the man beside him let go of his hand like a good man, and said, "Okay."

Song Wanzhi only felt that his wrists were hot. Su Mengchen handed over the spinning top in his hand. Song Wanzhi took the spinning top, then picked up the whip, and stood aside.

The little girl opened her eyes wide, staring at Song Wanzhi without blinking.

Song Wanzhi smiled slightly, and then, holding the whip, started lightly. The soft whip touched the edge of the spinning top, and the small spinning top immediately spun rapidly. The little girl clapped her hands and laughed happily, but the next second, But suddenly he exclaimed "Wow", and saw the spinning top flying up on Song Wanzhi's whip, and then in mid-air, Song Wanzhi's body turned over, a ripple rippled on the plain skirt, and the spinning top landed on the ground. On the whip in mid-air, and then rotated from the end of the whip to the end of the whip, and the girl's body was as light as a swallow, and turned several times, flying the top with a trace.

The little girl's eyes almost brightened, she was dumbfounded.

Seeing the little girl happy, Song Wanzhi smiled, and then threw the top up in mid-air.

The little girl clapped her hands frantically, and then jumped up: "Sister is awesome! Sister is awesome!"

Su Mengchen stood there, but only looked at the girl's face. At this moment, there was a rare light on the girl's face, that light was like the sun, so dazzling that it was hard to move away.

Is that what you used to look like, Wan Zhi.

I also rejoiced wantonly, scolded Fang Qiu, sang songs all over the world, and trampled those years under my feet.

But what kind of baptism the years have given you, will make you dare not accept the kindness that is bestowed on others. What are you afraid of when others are kind to you?
The girl's slender wrist seems to be still in her hand, if it is too loose, it will run away, if it is too tight, it will melt again.

Song Wanzhi had finished it neatly at this moment, and the little girl only knew "wow" in amazement.

Song Wanzhi squatted behind the little girl, then took hold of the little girl's arm from behind, and said softly, "We need to hold the whip like this, it will save effort."

"What is labor saving?" The little girl turned her head and raised her immature face.

"Hmm..." The girl behind her thought for a while, and then, her bland eyebrows were rarely frowned, but there was a kind of indescribable cuteness. Big, uh, watermelon."

(End of this chapter)