Chapter 996

Five minutes later, I fell down on the bed, too tired to get up.

Because of the posture, I have to support myself with my elbows, and I have to draw with my head down. I think I'm going to catch up with Wuqiao acrobatics.

Finally, after I turned over and turned into a face up posture, I met my little eyes by chance.

This time the little girl did not avoid, looking at me, cold and indifferent, no emotion.

I stared at her for a moment, trying to grin.

"Haha, haha, haha..."

I made all kinds of voices in an attempt to impress each other, but I was disappointed. Xiaoxiao just looked at me for a while, then lowered her head and began to stare at her painting.

And at this time, the bed is full of scraps of paper she just tore

I closed my eyes and carefully recalled every little action just now, especially whether there was any expression on her face

After thinking about it, I still didn't feel the little girl's emotional feedback that was enough to make me happy, so I sighed and murmured, "move forward, move forward, the momentum of revolution is irresistible, move forward, move forward, move in the direction of victory..."

"Poof Pooh."

The tassel at the door laughed. I raised my head and glared at ya fiercely. I waved my hand and made a downward slashing action. That means, if you dare to make a noise again, I'll be careful that my brother will correct you on the spot!

Sit up, I will body to small together, she did not look up at me, but took the initiative to hide back.

I moved forward again. With her face, she leaned forward. At the same time, she grabbed a large box of watercolor pens and put them in her hand.

A little pause, hand a shake, will watercolor pen throw away, and continue to move backward.

I At this moment, I felt as if I had entered a misunderstanding.

If I want to flatter her and make friends with her, what's the difference between me and Wang Shan, Liusu, and those uncles and aunts who come to visit her?

I believe that countless people have tried to attract little attention and stir the waves in her heart through "hard love"

However, it is clear that everyone has failed, which just proves that this way has no effect on Xiaoxiao.

Therefore, as far as I am concerned, I can only go to the extreme and continue to use other extreme means to stimulate her.

Find out that Wang Jian is ready. I tore up the fragments of the pictures that Xiaoxiao had drawn by hand last time and looked at them carefully to make sure that they can be restored to their original appearance after they are put together.

There was some emotion in her heart. She felt sorry for her parents all over the world. Even though these pictures had been torn to pieces by me, Wang Shan was not willing to throw away even one of them.

I'm glad I didn't throw it away. Otherwise, I'll try another way tonight, and it won't be more effective.

Taking a deep breath, I raised my hand to signal to Liusu that she should pay attention to the movement of sister Wang. Then I bent down again and grabbed the pictures she was holding.

A little painting!

"Ah ~ ~"

the little girl's voice is different from that of normal people.

It seems to be full of panic, helplessness and incomprehension.

If I could turn into a Jingwei bird and jump into my mind at this moment, I might be able to understand the meaning of her cry.

Small panic to look at me, young body curled up into a ball, hiding behind, obviously do not know what I want to do.

I held up the pictures and shook them at her. Then I pointed to the pieces of paper that she had torn all over the bed. My hands began to wipe them on my eyes and nose, and my mouth began to cry, pretending to be very wronged.

But the little girl just looked at me. She was always cold and silent.

After a while, seeing that the other side still had no response, I gritted my teeth and began to move!

Tear!

Don't say two words at a time!

My action is very slow, as if the film staged slow motion, gently but firmly will be the first small painting up, to her eyes, start - tear!

"Yi ~ ~"

the sound of white paper tearing is very clear, and my action is very slow, so the sound of "Yi" is very long.

"Ah ~ ~ ~ don't ~ ~"

Wang Jian at the door yelled. If he couldn't control it, he would rush to the bed. I roared, "tassel!"

So, tassel quickly grabbed Wang Jian, held her waist from behind and pulled back hard.

I gasped for breath and continued to finish my unfinished business. One by one, I tore apart the paintings I had snatched from my little hands, one by one.

It's like big snowflakes falling all over the bed.

Xiaoxiao trembled, didn't move and didn't continue to hide, but a kind of light flashed in her eyes.

I read it - there is hatred!

Hatred is better than no response.

I tore and left none of them, just like she did to my "masterpiece" just now, in exactly the same way, to the death penalty!Then I started to cry, wailing.

I don't know why, my tears flowed down, and I couldn't stop it.

For a small misfortune or for my emotional twists and turns, or for the injustice suffered by our Jiang family?

I don't know, but I unconsciously entered the play and cried so much that it was earth shaking.

Little scared, ah ah to shout, shaking hands, but do not know who to reach.

For a long time, I stopped crying. I hugged the little girl and let her kick and struggle in my arms.

I also ah ah cry, learn a small appearance, pointed to those who were torn by me into long strips of paintings, and then ruthlessly, with his arms to tighten each other.

With one hand out, I turned over the glue, but I couldn't open it for half a day.

I called, "tassel, you smelly girl, don't you have any eyesight? Come on, come here and help me open the glue

Tassel quickly ran forward, humming to express dissatisfaction with my words.

I pointed to Wang Shan, who also wanted to rush forward, and cried, "sister Wang, don't move, don't move!"

The other side immediately fixed body shape, tears brush down, see me this sad.

Biting my teeth, I hold down Xiaoxiao, knowing that she can't understand me, I just yell, and then one by one, I put one of the torn pictures in place, and then I began to glue and splice the pictures

In this way, I only use one hand to operate, forehead sweat flow, and finally one of the paintings completely put together.

Because there was a piece of white paper on the back, those pieces of paper were perfectly stitched together by me.

Gasping for breath, I held the finished picture up to the little girl and finally spat out a word, "look!"

Shaking, I put the picture into my little hand and motioned to her - see for yourself if it's the same as before!

And then, the second, the third I joined the strips one by one and restored them to their original state.

After all this, I loosened my arm, put down Xiaoxiao, raised her chin and looked at me, then covered my eyes and began to wail violently.

Just very helpless, but this time no longer squeeze out a drop of tears.

Looking at each other's expression from the parting fingers, I stretched out another hand and pointed to the pieces of paper that she had torn to pieces. All kinds of cries were so miserable.

At this moment, I feel very nervous, only a thought, small, she will move in the end, will do as I expected?!