Quick wear, the boss behind the scenes is too mysterious

Chapter 644 Longlong, don't bite me! (Finish)
Spoiler.

Bai Qing, who was soaking her feet in the hot spring pool, was writing a diary stroke by stroke.

——Longlong's pronunciation is no longer so difficult, and he can communicate with me simply.

After writing this sentence, Bai Qing raised her eyes to look at the young man picking the white flowers, and sighed with the corners of her mouth twitching hard.

She wrote in her diary again.

——Since the death of Li Yan and Zhao Zhiwu, this dead dragon picked a backpack of white flowers and carried them into the cave every day. I haven't had a good sleep for several days in a row, and I want to beat someone.

As soon as the full stop at the end was written, the young man moved to Bai Qing's side with a bag full of white flowers on his back.

He looked at the densely packed words on the notepad ignorantly, frowned a few times, and asked, "Did you write...?"

"That's right." Bai Qing rubbed the crease between his brows with a finger, and smiled softly, "Do you want to learn to write from me?"

The boy opened his eyes and thought about it seriously.

Learning to speak has already wasted a lot of time bonding with Qingqing, if he learns to write again...

"No!" The boy shook his head resolutely, and repeated it again with a very serious expression, "No, yes!"

Bai Qing, "..."

If you don't want to learn, you don't want to learn.

As for such an agitated protest?

"Oh." Bai Qing glanced at him lightly, stretched out his hand and pushed him away, "Then don't hinder me from writing, and do what you have to do."

Seeing himself being pushed away mercilessly, the young man's delicate brows were almost wrinkled together.

Seeing that Bai Qing really lowered his head and started writing again, the young man gasped angrily, and suddenly rushed over!

The pen in her hand was taken away, Bai Qing stared at the young man who was suppressing her angrily, and asked, "You...what are you doing?"

The boy held her wrists and pressed them to the top of her head.

He curled up his beautiful lips, and licked the corners of his sinister lips with the tip of his tongue, his pupils were shining golden, "Do...what I should do."

It was another frantic plunder that had been suppressed for a long time.

The relieved boy hugged Bai Qing panting slightly, kissed the woman's blushing face, and whispered, "Qingqing, you... teach me to write... write your name."

Hearing this, Bai Qing raised her eyelids.

She raised her eyebrows lazily, pinched his slightly fluttering lips with her fingers, and said with a smile, "My name has many strokes, which is difficult for you to write, are you sure you want to learn?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded affirmatively, "...learn!"

"Okay." Bai Qing didn't try to dissuade her anymore.

She picked up the pen, first slowly wrote the Chinese character Qing on the paper, then put the pen into the boy's hand, taught him how to hold the pen, held his hand, and led him to move on the paper. Write slowly with one stroke.

It's really difficult for a young man to write this character Qing.

At first, what he wrote was simply unsightly.

But the young man became more frustrated and courageous. In order to write this word well, he would rather reduce the time to combine with Bai Qing.

After coaxing Bai Qing to sleep at night, he walked out of the cave, sat at the entrance of the cave with a pen and notepad, and practiced on the paper.

Until those notepads that Bai Qing collected were used up by the teenager.

He just wrote the word Qing correctly.

then.

The young man filled the rest of the notepad with Qing characters.

All his life, he could only write the word Qing.

And write this word into the bottom of my heart and engrave it into my soul.

He put the white flower in his fingertips on a mound, and buried in the mound was the person he had branded in his heart all his life.

His golden pupils are no longer bright, like the starry night sky, lonely and empty and infinitely painful despair.

"Qingqing." His soft voice suppressed the choked tremors, "Don't be afraid...I'll accompany you."

(End of this chapter)