Don’t You Like Me

Wang Zhuo's tone is not good: "What are you laughing at?"

He Yan is calm, his eyes are warm, and he calmly asks: "Why am I laughing?"

Speaking, pointing to the corner of his mouth without a curvature.

Wang Zhuo got angry and put his face together. He stared at He Yan’s face like a fierce cub. After a few seconds of strict examination, Wang Zhuoyu pointed out: "Your eyes are laughing."

He Wei really smiled a bit this time. He pushed Wang Zhuo a little and whispered: "You are like flirting."

Wang Zhuo don't overdo it: "I am 呸-!"

"Don't you call me two dads?" He Wei gently said, "Nothing has been called before."

Wang Zhuo has never known what kind of psychology is out of it. It is very likely that it is just a simple mouth. In short, he will be ignorant when he is idle, and he will be careful when he is careful, but he is not guilty. He Wei not only never resisted, but also followed Wang Zhuo in particular. The two people did not know when they got used to such a gaygay mode of getting along.

Wang Zhuo is still awkward. He sighs his lips close to Wang Zhuo’s ear and uses his breath to say: "If you feel that you are suffering, I will call back."

Wang Zhuo: "..."

He Yan abandoned his dignity: "Dad."

Father and son are correct.

It is a male voice that has passed the changing period. The tone is a heavy and steady male with a few years old. The tone is a standard subwoofer. This sound suddenly sounds in Wang Zhuo’s ear. Wang Zhuo can’t help but hit a fierce, half A numbness in the body, a layer of goose bumps in the blink of an eye, but not because of disgust, but a positive but fuzzy mood.

"Where, what are you shouting!" Wang Zhuo squinted at his ear and hurriedly slammed into the bed, as if he was afraid of how he looked at him.

He Xiaoxiao: "It’s not good for you to take advantage of it, Dad."

"Don't make trouble!" Wang Zhuo smashed him.

He has always been the one who made troubles to others, and even there is a day when others don’t make troubles. It’s really unpredictable!

"I blame this little rabbit scorpion." Wang Zhuo backhand on his back and stunned, I do not know that the devil has already got into his body, is currently sleeping in the position of the duodenum!

He Yan reached out and touched Wang Zhuo’s forehead and confirmed that he had almost died of fever. He then turned over Wang Zhuo, who had the same medicine as the morning except for the antipyretic drugs. He said: “After eating another round of medicine, consolidate and consolidate, what do you do in the afternoon? I will take a vacation to come back with you?"

"I will go to class in the afternoon." Wang Zhuodao.

Even if he is bold enough, he does not dare to stay alone in the bedroom today, but the burning is also gone, the stomach does not hurt, there is no need to delay the class.

He nodded and simply cleaned up the bedroom that was made by Wang Bao, and then the two went to class together.

After a whole afternoon and a night of self-study, Wang Zhuo was very normal. He also used the self-study time to copy the notes of the four classes in the morning. He could not see the signs of possession of the half silk. It seems that the farce at noon is just a joke.

Seeing Wang Zhuo's three consecutive classes showed that everything was normal, and He Wei put a little bit of heart down.

"How is the copy?" In the third class, he asked Wang Zhuo’s notes seriously.

"The copy is over, the word is not bad." Wang Zhuofei quickly said.

"The light can't be copied, I have to have a brain." He Yan, the old mother, screamed. "You wrote this word really..."

Wang Zhuoyi listened to the wind, and immediately dragged his comrades out to block the gun: "Lin Feiran's broken word is more ugly than I am, Gu Kaifeng still swears with conscience, and also kisses his homework, hehe."

I am afraid that it is not awkward!

He smirked two low voices, from the good, and took Wang Zhuo’s notes and kissed him: "I am also pro."

Wang Zhuo was not willing to show weakness, but also opened the notes of He Wei and kissed him.

Lin Feiran, who saw and heard everything when passing by: "..."

Otherwise, you will kiss each other directly, let go of the two innocent notebooks?

After the evening self-study, Wang Zhuo and He Wei, like the little husband, went to the convenience store in the school to buy some snacks to eat during the evening. To protect them, He bought five bags of milk.

After all, the convenience store closed at nine o'clock. In case Wang Zhuo was crying in the middle of the night and crying to drink night milk, there was no place to buy it.

A ghost who wants to drink milk, it sounds a little scary...

Wang Zhuo saw the five bags of milk and was sensitive: "I am definitely fine."

He Yiyu has a long heart: "Don't stand flag."

Wang Zhuo: "Really, I am so normal for one night and one night."

He Yan reveals an impeccable smile: "Then I drink."

Wang Zhuo: "..."

The two returned to the bedroom, ate snacks to write homework, wrote about half an hour before the lights went out to wash, He Yan washed the socks in the water room for a long time, and after hearing the results, I suddenly heard the cry from the bedroom. sound.

Wang Zhuo yelled at the scorpion: "Oh wow!!"

His usual voice is not sharp at all, but I don't know if it is a special effect possessed by the baby spirit. The piercing power of the crying sound is terrible. The other boys in the water room are looking at the direction of the sound source.昊 Quickly flushed the water with the water, while smearing the wet hands on the trousers and running to the bedroom. As soon as the door was pushed, Wang Zhuo, like noon, had a nose and a tear in the upper bunk, and looked down at the railing of the upper bunk. It seemed to be afraid of height!

"Hey..." Wang Zhuo looked at the camera and looked back like a bunny. He squirmed out two words. "Fear."

He Yan had a headache and was busy going out to buy the milk that he had bought at night. He waved to Wang Zhuo and asked: "Do you drink baby?"

Wang baby glanced at the bag of milk, his expression was very annoyed and turned his head, and continued to lick his mouth, seemingly not interested in milk.

Think about it too, Wang Zhuo did not eat seriously at noon, and he was too hungry in the afternoon. In the evening, he went to the cafeteria and ate two and a half meals. He had just eaten a lot of snacks. Now it’s not good.

"Don't drink?" He Wei locked the bedroom door and put down the milk to climb to the upper bunk.

Wang Zhuo is obviously ready to go to sleep. He only wears a pair of underwear on the whole body. He whispered his mouth and mouth. It seems that he was excited to put Wang Zhuo into his arms. He said warmly: "Are you afraid of height? You can't fall, Not afraid of not afraid."

Wang Zhuo, who touched He Hao’s body, didn’t cry. He hooked He Yan’s neck with tears on his face, and his tongue was not clear: “Dad, hug.”

He Wei did a deep breath and stabilized himself. He sat down first, and then he struggled to put Wang Zhuo, who didn’t work very well, on his lap. He only wore a big shorts for sleeping, two people. There is not much fabric added, and they are held together in such awkward position. The smoothness of the skin and the soft touch of the other body are squeaky in the brain, and the mentality will collapse.

However, at this time, Wang Zhuo’s hand suddenly slipped, and it was fun to catch a very obvious target, and then slammed it with the child’s unique fierceness!

Children's style without a reservation.

And the hand of a 17-year-old man who often plays basketball...

He couldn’t help but scream: "Ah!!!"

Wang Biao listened to what he called so funny, and laughed loudly: "Giggle!"