Host, You're Targeted

At this time, it was midsummer. The park full of hundreds of years old trees was full of deafening cicada calls. As soon as passers-by walked to the tree, they covered their ears and avoided. Only the little boy standing in front of the summer wind, holding a colorful feather shuttlecock, looked at him.

"Your shuttlecock?"

"Ah, yes!"

Xia Cifeng recovers from the shock of the little boy in front of him. Facing the sound wave attack from the cicada, Xia Zifeng slowly walks towards the little boy and takes the shuttlecock from his hand.

The little boy in front of him should look like he is about the same size. Although a pair of small hands are round and fleshy, there is no meat on his small face and body, which makes him have an unexpected contrast.

"Thank you."

The little boy lowered his eyes to grasp the hem of his clothes. He seemed to be looking at his clothes. After a few seconds, he raised his face to look at Xia Zifeng and said, "you are welcome."

Xia Cifeng faintly saw what he was wearing in front of the little boy in a pair of shiny dark brown eyes - who dressed him so much in the summer? Aren't you afraid he got heatstroke because he wears too much?

In contrast, the little boy in front of him has a white short sleeve without any patterns and words on his upper body, a pair of black sports pants with white vertical bar sealing on the lower body, and the shoes under his feet are ordinary canvas shoes with black and white color, and the front of the shoes is stained with a little gray.

Xia Cifeng saw the little boy with a little timid eyes and knew that this must be a legendary "child of other people's family", but he did not know what he would look like when he grew up.

Maybe it was Xia Zifeng who stood in front of him with his hands folded over his waist for too long. The little boy felt that he was not easy to provoke, but he did not dare to hide directly. He pointed to the shuttlecock he put into his pocket and asked, "your shuttlecock has been taken back. Won't you go?"

Xia Zifeng said: "it's time for me to learn from you Hey, you bought this place! Can't I stand here for a while?

"I just want to stand here. What's the matter?"

Xia Cifeng put on the expression of a domineering and silly son of the landlord, stretched out a foot forward and looked at the little boy side by side, and snorted with great momentum.

The little boy pinched the hem of his clothes and tightened his hands. A pair of small meat hands tightly buttoned the clothes.

"Well Then you are here... " The little boy shrunk his shoulders and lowered his eyes to go. "I'll go first."

Xia Cifeng closed that silly expression, grabbed the little boy's arm and yelled: "ha! Monster! Stop

The little boy was frightened by him, bit his lips and almost cried out. The words he said were as loud as a mosquito: "you What are you going to do

Xia Cifeng looked down at himself and pulled the little boy's little black claws and a little boy's arm as white as washed fresh lotus root knot. He took back his hand in silence and put his claws into his pocket.

"You..." Xia Cifeng took out the shuttlecock and shook it in front of the little boy, "can you kick the shuttlecock? Let's play together

The little boy reached out and pressed the place he had pinched just now, as if it had been polluted by something and could not see light.

"I don't like kicking shuttlecock." The little boy looked at him and lowered his head. His voice, which was not so loud, became smaller and smaller. "Kicking shuttlecock is a girl's game."

Xia Cifeng was dizzy by the cicada singing on his head. He didn't hear the second half of the little boy's words. He was afraid that he could not hear his own words, so he roared loudly: "what are you talking about?"

The next second, Xia Cifeng saw the little boy with his arm in front of him biting his lips and crying out.

He was scared to cry.