"And your brother? He has been worried about you. I heard that you came back safely. Didn't he go out to pick you up? How come no one comes in. " Yang Muya thought of the invisible Hanhan and suddenly opened her lips.
Look out of the living room.
Under the gingko tree in the yard, two handsome little guys stood face to face. No one spoke. They just stood upright, staring at each other.
That posture, like being punished to stand, can look carefully, and found that they are looking at each other seriously.
"My brother is playing with the little princess's friends..." Mo Mo turns over in Yang Muya's arms and goes out with it.
The little mouth pursed slightly.
Why do boys like watching boys? They've been watching it for a long time, but they haven't seen enough
In the yard.
Han Han's soft little body stood in front of the little boy about his height and looked at each other up and down.
Half ring, just wrung eyebrow to ask, "you saved my sister?"
“……” The little boy's Obsidian pupil flashed slightly and pursed his lips. He didn't answer. He just looked arrogant, but seemed to say: it has nothing to do with you whether I saved you or not.
"What's your name?" Han Han waited for a few seconds, but could not hear the answer. He asked again.
He walked around the little boy, reached for his chin and thought.
As if in doubt, Mo Mo is blind, in front of this person, where like a beggar, this can let her admit her mistake.
"Mo Mo says you are not mute, you refuse to speak, is despise me?" As soon as Hanhan's little body stood still, a touch of solemnity passed over his delicate Xiaojun's face, and even the smile at the corner of his mouth closed, revealing his own aura.
"Are you the brother she worships?" The little boy took a look and saw that there was no one around, so he spoke slowly.
Hearing his voice, Hanhan was slightly stunned and nodded immediately.
The next second, I heard the little boy add another sentence.
"It doesn't look like much."
Hanhan::!!!
What do you mean it's not so powerful? Does anyone want to send a message to King Hanhan?
"Brother, what are you talking about, the little princess also wants to listen to..." Mo Mo runs out of the living room in a beautiful skirt.
He ran to the middle of the two.
I saw that the atmosphere was tense just now. Because of her appearance, it immediately became harmonious.
"Nothing. It's just that some people have bad eyesight. I'm trying to figure out how to cultivate their appreciation." Han Han's small mouth slightly pursed, cold lips.
The air field is like the foot of Yan Chengchi, black and rebellious.
Smell speech, the little boy handsome small face, also flashed a serious, the corner of the mouth starts to smile, look to Mo mo.
"You don't mean your brother is very good. I'll play against him to see if he is good or I am good." The little boy's eyebrows are full of confidence and light mouth.
He still remembers that when they were locked up in a small dark room, the person Mo Mo had been thinking about was her brother.
He also determined that if his brother was there, he would be able to help her out
"Kesu, what are you two going to compare?" Mo Mo lay on the tea table next to him and looked at them with her head tilted. She murmured, "children can't fight. It's wrong to fight..."
"Better than IQ."
"Better than IQ."
Two young voices speak at the same time.
Mo Mo: "Mo Mo" What is IQ? Can you eat it?
What can't be eaten should be swollen?
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