Really, a proud and unlovable little ghost!

As the rabbit walked, he kicked the stones on the road, and he couldn't help defaming.

When she got home, she opened the door with the key and looked at the deserted room in her house. She couldn't help but sigh. Hey ... Is there really no difference between her house and Xu Jingying's ...

The rabbit went into the living room, closed the door, replaced slippers and returned to his room. He threw the bag on the bed, and then pulled out a picture of his father from the desk drawer.

The young soldier in the photo, wearing a military cap, wearing a military uniform, has a clear face, a clear look, and looks at the camera with a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

This is a picture she thinks is best for her dad, or was sneaked out of her mother's wallet when she was young.

In the 1990s, digital cameras were not popular, and few people had cameras at home. Generally, people who wanted to take pictures went to a photo studio or borrowed from people with cameras.

And Rabbit ’s father is not a person who likes to take pictures, so there are very few photos left.

"Daddy ..." Xiaotu shouted lowly at the photo. The moment she heard her voice, she murmured a little, and her nose seemed to be a little sour.

The bunny took another look at the person in the photo and carefully put it back. Then he reached out and wiped his eyes, then took out the homework to be written from the schoolbag.

When taking the stack of test papers, the little rabbit didn't notice, and a book with a colorful cover fell out of her schoolbag, and "snapped" to the ground.

"Huh?" Rabbit heard the sound of something falling, looked down, and then bent over and picked it up.

It was a palm-sized pocket book. The cover of the book was written in traditional Chinese characters. She didn't remember putting the book in her schoolbag.

Little Rabbit flipped through it. The book was not too thick, and the volume was small. It was estimated to be over ten thousand words. Hey ... or ... look at the assignment for a while before writing it? ?

She thought about it and turned the first page to look at it.

just……

The content of this book, however, is that the more you look at your face, the more red your face becomes, and the faster you look at your heartbeat.

The details about kissing, caressing, and even making love are described in detail in every place, and every word reveals that children should not have a strong breath.

The bunny knew he shouldn't keep watching, but he couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, and turned his pages one by one.

By the end of the last page, she was like a thief sneaking out to steal, and finally ran out of the stolen house safely with the stolen goods, a long sigh of relief.

Her pale pink face still had obvious flushes, but her heart was full of excitement and surging.

Isn't it true ... kissing is exactly like what is written in the book, is it ... it is necessary to put the tongue into the other's mouth? ?

The image of the orange juice brother kissing her involuntarily emerged in Bunny's mind, as if it was wrong ... her orange juice brother has always kissed her lips very gently ... never ... as written in the book I have to kiss her like that ...