jealous tail

"Brother!" I yelled at the person who was sitting on the chair in the distance feeding the pigeons. I didn't scare the old man who was doing Tai Chi in the morning, but it scared a group of pecking birds away. There was a bag of toast on the chair. , Du Tingwei was tearing a piece in his hand into small pieces with disposable gloves.

I was a little annoyed. Is it appropriate for someone who loves cleanliness to sit in the woods and feed the birds passionately?I even tore off the hard edge, why is it so caring, you just feed it whole, I think it can hold it to death, it's so sentimental.

Du Ting came looking for the sound, and saw that I was obviously stunned. The strip I torn in my hand fell to the ground, and was pecked off by the impatient bird with his head down, leaving nothing left.

Since it is not eating clean, I wish it good luck, the bird has its own celestial phenomena, and it will suffer from acute gastroenteritis tonight.

"Little candle...you."

He was probably amazed by my red lips and white teeth outside, but he couldn't make any movement for a long time. When the stinky bird flapped its wings, he woke up from a dream.

He began to walk towards me at a rapid pace, approaching menacingly, I was inexplicably afraid, and took another step back, and he moved his gaze down after I retreated, I realized later that the situation might be a bit bad.

He threw himself on me, with the unique fragrance of the morning in the woods, and I crossed my feet, trying to cover up the evidence.

He didn't dare to raise his head, Du Tingwei was terribly angry, I was afraid of countless things, but I was most afraid that he would ignore me.

"You're really..." He wanted to say something, but he was so angry that he couldn't speak. I had nothing to say. After all, if I ran away from Du Tingwei because of my anger, I would be reaping the consequences.

Jin Yeyu and I set fire, he is also considered an unlucky pond fish, the time to return to the moat is not so coincidental.

I didn't look up, I don't know if there are waves in Du Tingwei's eyes, but I can feel his slightly heavy breathing as I spin my hair.

Tsk, my brother is getting windy.

"Brother, that..." I always wanted to explain, opened my mouth in a hurry but didn't know how to say it, I always felt that I was sorry for him, and I didn't know how I was sorry for him, I was stuck here, unable to get in or out. Not going out, but not as comfortable as those hungry stinky birds.

With a sudden light on my feet, Du Tingwei hugged me by the waist, I was a little reserved and didn't cry out in response to the situation, but my arms were firmly wrapped around his shoulders.

If I didn't feel like a big girl and lose face, I would wrap my arms around his neck twice, and I would put my head on his chest.

I squinted at Du Tingwei's face from the corner of my eyes, my God, I couldn't bear to look straight at it, it was called a dark cloud, and with a few extras, I could shoot "Thunderstorm", and "Haiyan" would also be fine.

He took a few steps to the side of the chair and placed me where he sat just now, leaving a little bit of residual warmth to burrow into my buttocks, which was quite considerate.

He knelt down to look at my feet, touched my ankles and realized that he was still wearing clumsy disposable gloves, so he picked them up and threw them aside, then turned around and waved off the greedy pigeons.

Probably because he was afraid of making headlines—a handsome man feeds the birds viciously in the park in the morning, and even makes the pigeons swallow plastic.

As soon as my leg lifted up a little bit, I started ouching.

The psychological implication of not having to suffer in front of Du Tingwei has become a habit engraved in my body. The minor injuries and pains that I can usually laugh with my head up in front of Du Tingwei become terminally ill chemotherapy. Although I don’t cry, but Also burst into tears.

Du Tingwei's sword eyebrows twisted into little candied twists, I yelled and looked at the little hairs rolling with the anger of the master.

He didn't dare to lift it anymore. In order to get a closer look, the squatting person suddenly knelt down. I was so frightened that I raised my legs in the air, and I was about to kneel down for him.

He shouted in a hurry, brother, you can't do it, you can't do it.

"Don't move around, put your legs down quickly."

He also felt that this move was a bit exaggerated, so he didn't do this horrible act of worshiping the undead, but for convenience, he only bent one knee and knelt on one knee, so I dared to relax the muscles on my legs.

Hmm, this looks much more pleasing to the eye.

He held my heels, lowered his eyebrows and looked carefully, and his thin lips habitually blow a slight warm air. The more he watched, the more his brows furrowed, and I couldn't read my eyes, because I didn't make a pie chart, but anger is up.

Looking at his appearance, I really want to lie on his chest to hear if it is really like the ancients said, the heart is like a double silk net, with thousands of knots in it.

"Don't you know you came out wearing shoes? Your head is blocked by custard?" Du Tingwei seldom gets angry at me. When I yelled like this, I felt a little wronged. I pulled my lower lip and blew upwards. He sneezed three smartly.

After I closed my mouth, Du Ting wiped the water off his face slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Take off your clothes."

"Ah?" There are many big question marks on my small head. I really don't understand what Du Tingwei said. Do most people take off their clothes to keep themselves warm when they are cold?Seeing that I didn't respond, he looked around and started to unbutton his shirt. I started to panic, not because his behavior was too weird, but because his actions were too erotic!How can it still be like this when everyone unbuttons it.... I shook my head very quickly, and lowered my slightly hot face.

When will I grow up like this, Jin Yeyu's body may not be able to satisfy me, ah, the hand feeling... "Why are you in a daze, give me the clothes, there will be no one here, just a few uncles. "

I swallowed, and quickly pushed the vest out of my head. As soon as I took off the old one, Du Tingwei draped his shirt over to me, warmly carrying the special masculinity of a man.

Like serving a three-year-old child, he pulled my arm out of the two sleeves, and fastened the buttons one by one, like a middle school student wearing a school uniform, checking from the first button to the last.

When I was all right, he pulled the clothes over my legs and put them on him, it fit perfectly, and I remembered that these were Du Tingwei's clothes.

I wear casual clothes at home, usually when I wake up and see which one is pleasing to the eye, I pull it on and put it on, and the ones I like are usually Du Tingwei's, probably because he is expensive.

I looked at his strong arms, then consciously glanced at mine out of the corner of my eye, and sighed. I was wearing a sleeveless white dress, and he was wearing a vest that was considered a man.

"The skin on both feet was broken, and a stone went into my right foot. My hands will get infected if I don't sanitize them. Please bear with me. I'll take you to the pharmacy."

I nodded, he turned around and squatted firmly, and said, "Come up."

I was a little stunned, thinking of the blurred picture in my memory, my dad would carry me on the back at that time, I took the windmill he made for me with matt straw paper, and held it against the wind on his shoulder high.

The four unstable corners of the car collapsed after being blown by the wind a few times, and turned into a square torn paper with four sides cut. Wipe away tears, "Baby don't cry, I'll make a new one for you."

Later, I couldn’t remember clearly. Anyway, I never got on anyone’s shoulders. The sky is high and the land is wide, but no one is willing to help me to see the mountains in the distance. I have seen so much that I am not surprised to see anything now, because the world is the same image as I expected.

"What are you doing, come up quickly."

He turned his head to look at me, the red sun in the woods was accompanied by the pigeons, like the stamp on the envelope sent back from the post office when he was young.

And his pair of eyes with my eyes is a magic stamp, once it is stamped, many things can be set sail.

I lay on his back, wrapped my arms around his neck, and leaned over to listen to his heartbeat from behind.

I look over his shoulder into the distance.

"elder brother."

"Ah."

"The mountains in the distance are so beautiful."