I can't see, but
In my heart, I still can't stop thinking and feeling that Wang Xueying is simply a charming goblin. Yes, the word goblin can't describe Wang Xueying more accurately.
"Get up, my little darling. How can you be more fun than the kitten just now?"
Shen Dapeng has been embarrassed repeatedly, but Wang Xueying has no intention to give up easily. She continues to chase and tease. While reaching out to pull Shen Dapeng, her cold little hand gently wiped Shen Dapeng's face.
It seems to be a very gentle scene, but the next second, Wang Xueying couldn't help laughing up at Shen Dapeng's cheek, "ha ha, you've really become a little flower cat!!!"
"What are you talking about, crazy girl!!"
Shen Dapeng took a big breath and the cool wind entered his lungs, which alleviated his shortness of breath and embarrassment. He wanted to take care of the dust on his body carefully. However, as soon as his big hand slapped on his body, he found that his clothes became more dirty. Then he turned around and looked behind him. The whole back clothes had been stained with the dirty soil on the ground.
Looking up, I saw Wang Xueying's palm sticking to the earth on the ground, and then rubbed the back of her hand against her cheek. I felt cold. When I saw the same sediment on the back of her hand, I understood why Wang Xueying called her "little flower cat". It turned out that Wang Xueying had been tricked.
"You crazy girl, I'm afraid you'll get dirty when you get hurt. You're still scribbling on my face. Believe it or not, I'll open your ass..."
When Shen Dapeng said this, he suddenly felt that he had made a mistake, but before he regretted it, he saw that Wang Xueying had been very cooperative, raised her small ass, looked back at her bitterly, and looked like a little girl.
"You girl..."
Shen Dapeng's raised hand finally didn't hit the embarrassment of round flesh, but went further under his feet and attacked Wang Xueying's small face with powder.
With the same dirty palm and the same playful posture, without any hesitation, Wang Xueying was about to press on Wang Xueying's face for a moment, but Wang Xueying screamed and ran away.
Fortunately, I escaped Shen Dapeng's attack, but I don't know why there were bursts of electric shock like pain in my ankle. Suddenly, the whole right leg felt weak, and the landing was also soft. The feeling of powerlessness doubled, and my body stumbled and fell again.
Fortunately, Shen Dapeng chased after him fast enough and reacted quickly enough. He tried to hold Wang Xueying in his arms. This time, there was no trash can to trip his feet. Shen Dapeng also stood steady enough and didn't fall to the ground again.
"Crazy, which is like a top student of Shuimu University, which is like the daughter of an enterprise boss? Are you OK? Did you break it? "
Shen Dapeng muttered a few complaints, but his eyes finally fell on Wang Xueying's ankle. He spoke in a dissatisfied tone, but he was more concerned.
"A little... It hurts."
Wang Xueying frowned. She didn't lie. Now her right leg doesn't even have the strength to stand alone. She can stand firm with the support of her left leg and the help of Shen Dapeng.
"Let me see!"
Shen Dapeng leaned down and let Wang Xueying hold his head without getting angry. His big hand gently pinched Wang Xueying's right ankle for a few times. In exchange for the sound of babbling and shouting, he shook his head reluctantly. "It's estimated that it was twisted when he fell from the trash can just now. It shouldn't be serious!"
"Is it really not serious? But I don't even have the strength to walk. You... Carry me? "
"You can call a taxi!"
Shen Dapeng took a white look. He won't be fooled. Who knows if he will get some messy dirt on his body after he recites it for a while.
What's more, the little girl's mind also made him wonder. Today is neither whose birthday nor a festival. If you run out to eat Western food, there must be some ulterior conspiracy. What's the plan if you won't sprain your feet?
Shen Dapeng looked at the swollen ankle and shook his head. With her understanding and cognition of Wang Xueying, Wang Xueying didn't have so many hearts and minds, and couldn't think of any careful plan, let alone risking her physical safety. She also acted so lifelike.
Not to mention the sudden snow, the kitten on the tree and falling from the trash can, these things can not be planned in advance. The most important thing is that he firmly believes that Wang Xueying is a girl who loves life very much, even more than her sister Wang Yuying. With her temperament, she will never joke about her physical safety.
"It seems that everything is a coincidence."
Shen Dapeng adjusted his inner thoughts. While holding Wang Xueying, he kept waving to the oncoming taxis on the roadside. More than a dozen taxis splashed mud and water and sped past the stars and snowflakes, but none of them stopped.
"It's snowing and cold. The business of these taxis is too hot. They are all carpooling and pulling one person. Why don't you take us to occupy the place? Why don't you... Carry me on your back! I can't stand! "
Wang Xueying grabbed Shen Dapeng's arm and motioned him to squat down quickly.
"You're so bullying, aren't you?"
Shen Dapeng was still a little unwilling. He continued to wave at the taxis speeding by the roadside. Unfortunately, none of them stopped. Looking back, Wang Xueying pouted wrongly. He was helpless to surrender. He squatted down and patted himself on the shoulder.
"Hey, hey, that's good!"
Wang Xueying patted Shen Dapeng's head and jumped onto Shen Dapeng's back. However, because of complacency, she forgot the sprain of her ankle. For a moment, she received several trembling screams. It seems that the pain in her ankle is not pretending.
With close contact and considerate inquiry, Wang Xueying has long been happy to bloom and sweet into honey. In her eyebrows and eyes, between her words, there is a faint hint of green and shy that is inconsistent with her character.
"You girl, when can you be a little serious."
Feeling the heavy pressure from behind, Shen Dapeng lamented repeatedly. Wang Xueying, who seemed thin and slim, was much heavier than expected. Even his physical strength of running every morning felt a little difficult.
"Am I heavy?"
"Guess what?"
"Not heavy!"
"You are really narcissistic..."
They seemed to have a quarrel and walked slowly on the path. In the snow, passers-by hurried, but some looked at it, some curious, some sigh, some sigh and some envy
From time to time, there are people pointing, rustling and laughing. They don't know the situation. They seem to see a pair of men and women who are in love. The girls pretend to be weak, the boys think they are strong, the girls think they can trust their whole life, and the boys think they can take care of their whole life.
Passionate love always fascinates people, like a delicate and disappointed dream, which makes people unwilling to wake up without seeing the best ending.
But it is often a reflection in the water and a phantom in a dream. It is broken at the touch, and it is difficult to go back and forth.