My cannon fodder penis is short

A rain like splashed ink, silky.

The little boy in brocade clothes was sitting at the entrance of the alley, with Yuxue's cute little face resting on his knees, curled up into a small ball, watching people coming and going with a blank expression.

Strangely, no one in the crowd expressed any opinion about this strange little boy.

There were no spectators, no well-intentioned people to ask, not even a human trafficker to strike up a conversation with.

People hurriedly shuttled in the rain, laughing, shouting, and cursing, but no one noticed him. Everyone and this quiet boy seemed to be in two completely different worlds.

Even the rain, which people had nowhere to hide from, didn't touch him at all.

The crowd dispersed, and gradually, there was no one left.

"Da da da", suddenly appeared, the sound of footsteps stepping on the shallow water layer on the bluestone slab, but gradually became slow from haste.

Finally, in front of this little boy, he stopped completely.

"Are you hungry?" Holding a colorful oil-paper umbrella and wearing brown coarse linen clothes, the combination of beautiful facial features and round bun face is as cute as a little fairy boy in a New Year painting.

The little boy looked up at him.

not talking.

The little fairy boy squatted down, looked curiously at the boy who would not get wet from the rain, and asked again, "Are you hungry?"

This time, he took out an oiled paper bag from his pocket, tore off the twine from the oiled paper bag, and took out a steaming white flour steamed bun.

"...Although there is only one, I can give you half of it." Spreading the oiled paper that was originally used to wrap steamed buns on the ground, the little fairy boy held up an umbrella and sat beside the boy.

"Here, here you are." The little fairy boy bumped into the boy's shoulder and handed him the steamed bun.

"You can leave after eating?" The little boy frowned.

"Well...probably. Remember to leave half of it for me." Xiaoxian just finished her fairy tale, when she looked up, she saw that the steamed buns in the little boy's hand had disappeared.

"Have you finished eating...?" Xiao Xiantong was dumbfounded.

"Well. Can you go?" The little boy continued to frown.

"……Is it tasty?"

"It doesn't taste good at first, but gradually it will feel sweet. Hey... what are you doing, don't cry! Tears! Snot! Don't rub on me!"

"Wooooooooow! You've finished eating!" The little fairy boy hugged the little boy's waist, crying so loudly, tears and snot all over the boy's body.

"My steamed buns...I wanted to buy candied haws at first...but I didn't have enough money...so I bought steamed buns...Today is my mother's birthday...I don't have any gifts for her now...Wow! Scoundrel!" Xiao Xiantong cried out, sobbing.

"...I'll buy it for you again."

"……real?"

"……real."

"My name is Liao Xixi, lonely Liao, careful Xixi, what's your name?" The little fairy boy who was smiling through tears raised his head from the boy's arms and asked with a smile.

"……"Do not want to tell you.

"Ding Aochen. Ding of lilac, proud of pride, Chen of stars." Being watched by Liao Xixi pitifully, the little boy still couldn't resist.

"Chenchen! Look, it's raining so hard!" Liao Xixi moved the umbrella to Ding Aochen's side, and half of his shoulder was out of the protection area of ​​the oil-paper umbrella.

...It's obviously not big.

And Chenchen is too nasty, okay?

But just looking at it, Liao's thin and thin clothes were about to be wet by the rain.

Ding Aochen still had no choice but to strengthen the size of the defensive cover, covering this chattering little fool together.

"How much silver does Chenchen have?" Liao Xixi, the chatty little fool, started chattering again.

"No." Ding Aochen didn't look sideways.

"Hey! Then what should I do! How can I buy steamed buns!" The little fool Liao Xixi looked at the well-dressed young master Ding Aochen tearfully.

"...I have something more valuable, just change it."

"Oh! Then Chenchen, have you ever been to school? I have been there for a few days, the books are very interesting, reading is very interesting, and there will be many teachers. But... the classmates don't like me very much."

"why?"

"Ugh?"

"Why don't they like you?" Is it because it's too silly?

"..."

"Can I not say it? I'm afraid that Chenchen won't like me anymore after hearing it."

"It's up to you." Sure enough, it's because I'm too stupid, and when have I ever liked you?

Ding Aochen, the young master of the rich family, thought very disdainfully.

The raindrops kept falling, and the little fool Liao Xixi kept talking non-stop.

It rained and it was fine.

Liao Xixi put away the umbrella, followed Ding Aochen to buy steamed buns expectantly, and then happily watched the rich young master come to the pawnshop, and exchanged a priceless jade pendant for several bank notes, and A white flour steamed bun that the shop assistant helped to buy.

"Thank you." Liao Xixi held a dripping umbrella in one hand and Ding Aochen in the other, and thanked with a sweet smile.

"You're welcome. It should be." Ding Aochen turned his head and said in a blunt tone, his cheeks were quietly stained red.

Why...he thinks a little boy is so cute?

Although he didn't think other little girls were cute before, it seemed that the peers around him all thought little girls were cute.

Along the way, the young master of the rich family silently dealt with the pawnbrokers who followed him with ill intentions, and listened to the little fool's nagging.

Silently thinking about life.

Although the little fool seems to have strong spiritual power, otherwise how could he see through and ignore his defensive shield.

But the little fool seems to have received a poor level of training and the training environment, otherwise, how could he not even be able to find out the follower, and the poor can't even afford a white flour steamed bun.

Hmm... Why don't you wait until you meet the little fool's mother and tell her to let him take the little fool to Ding's house.

If you disagree, you can take it away directly.

Although from the inheritance he received, he knew that the Ding family had no blood relationship with him at all, he was just a product created by his nominal father Ding Xiuzhu with blood essence.

One, in Ding Xiuzhu's eyes, was just a puppet with flesh and blood.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

The little fool is so stupid, and he is not strong enough, so he has to find a place for the two of them to practice slowly.

That's what the Ding family is good for.

"Well... I'm coming. Are you going home?" Liao Xixi clenched the handle of the umbrella uneasily and asked timidly.

"..." You didn't invite me to your house?

"Okay, goodbye." Ding Aochen waved his hand with a straight face, and walked back solemnly.

Liao Xixi pouted, and unhappily picked up the small puddles on the ground, kicked up some accumulated water, and the water splashed everywhere.

After Liao Xixi tiptoed and couldn't see Ding Aochen's back, he walked into the sparsely populated alley with red eyes.

Walking in front of a high courtyard wall, Liao Xixi bent down, pushed aside the tangled weeds at the base of a wall, and revealed a hole.

Liao Xixi worked hard to crawl to the entrance of the cave, entered a quiet courtyard, walked through the quiet corridor, and walked towards the lobby with mahogany round tables.

Walking through the red-gauze-smelling lobby, Liao Xixi walked up to the second floor with the help of the red-painted stair railing, pushed open a carved wooden door, walked in, and walked lightly closed the door.

There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings in the room, and there are many valuable jewelry on the dressing table. In the red gauze curtain against the wall of the room, the eyelashes of the bright and beautiful woman who was lying quietly trembled slightly, and Jian Qiushui opened her eyes. .

"Xixi?" The woman opened her mouth lightly, and Liao Xixi's body froze with her clear and sweet voice like an oriole out of the valley, showing a bit of embarrassment of being caught.

"Mother... Xixi is good... I didn't go out for a stroll..." The flustered Liao Xixi immediately ran to his mother, Liu Yiyi, the courtesan of Tianxianglou.

Liu Yiyi smiled, looked behind Liao Xixi casually, then raised her hand vigorously, and touched Liao Xixi's little hairy head beside her bed.

The stupid little fool Liao Xixi didn't know that there was an invisible rich young master who had been following him secretly.

Ding Aochen, who used the invisibility talisman, frowned and looked at Liu Yiyi, who looked like he had passed away soon, but the other party did not show any uncomfortable reaction.

It was as if Liu Yiyi's glance at him just now was really just a casual glance.

This woman is very strange.

"Mother, happy birthday." Liao Xixi smiled and held up an oiled paper bag, which contained the white flour steamed bun.

"Thank you, Xixi." Liu Yiyi supported the edge of the bed and sat up, took the oil paper bag, opened it, looked at it, then leaned over to Liao Xixi, who had a face of "I'm very obedient and begging for praise", and kissed each other in vain Tender little face.

Ding Aochen, the invisible man hiding in the dark, gritted his teeth in displeasure, thinking, I have never kissed a little fool's face...

But that's the little fool's mother...

But I have never kissed...

"Small? Did you meet any new friends today?" Liu Yiyi's lips curved slightly, and she glanced in Ding Aochen's direction inadvertently.

"Yes. He is a very cute boy. I like him very much." Liao Xixi smiled shyly, her tone full of joy.

Ding Aochen who was hit knowingly: Very cute!I like it very much!I'm not very happy!snort!

For a period of time after that, Ding Aochen, the invisible young master of the rich family, sat at the bedside of the little fool and his mother who was a prostitute but not a prostitute, meditating and practicing at night.

During the day, I watched the little fool go out of the hole to the alley where they met for the first time, and sat down and waited for him blankly.

The rich young master with complicated moods had no choice but to pretend that he had just arrived, and from time to time he would say something disgusting: "I never promised you that I would definitely come!"

Then they climbed mountains together, visited the morning market, flew kites, played Cuju...

Ding Aochen, who was educated to be a young adult, and Liao Xixi, who was not liked by others, gradually began to experience the fun that only belonged to childhood.

But this fun is destined to not last long.

A guest came to Tianxiang Tower, dressed in white with a sword, flirtatious and handsome.

After seeing Liu Yiyi, the oiran of Tianxiang Tower, this guest took his sword and left.

Three days later, he took the sword and came to a small quiet courtyard.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I'll take you to my house, okay? It's okay, be good, don't cry, don't cry." It was the first time that Liao Xixi invited him to his house openly, instead of secretly using invisibility Fu followed up with Ding Aochen, tightly hugging the crying little body in his arms, speaking words of comfort incoherently.

"Chenchen... here is home, and mother's home. It's not Tianxianglou, no..." Liao Xixi leaned on Ding Aochen's shoulder and muttered to himself.

Liu Yiyi redeemed herself, bought this small courtyard, and lived in it with her children.

But when Liao Xixi plucked up the courage to bring her best friend Ding Aochen to his real home with his mother for the first time.

But found that young woman lying quietly in the green gauze tent alone, breathless.

"Master. Please go back with your subordinates." A group of men in black who appeared suddenly knelt down humbly towards Ding Aochen, but their tone was indescribably stiff.

Ding Aochen hugged Liao Xixi who was crying and trembling slightly, frowned and said nothing.

The dead Liu Yiyi had overflowing spiritual energy, and Ding Aochen had already guessed that the people from the Ding family would come, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Coming soon... might not be enough for him to say goodbye.

"Young Master, the Patriarch will not allow you to bring back the son of a prostitute. You should understand that it doesn't take much effort to kill a mortal."

"Xinxi, good boy, you wait for me, I will come back to find you, okay?" Ding Aochen raised the corners of his lips with difficulty, and pulled out a smile. Ding Aochen looked at Liao Xixi, who had empty eyes, and patted him lightly. She patted his back, touched his head, and finally pressed a kiss on his forehead carefully.

What Ding Aochen didn't know was that after he left, the guest in white with a sword, Xue Qingfeng from Wan Jianzong, took away his little fool.

What Liao Xixi didn't know was that after Ding Aochen was brought back to Ding's house, the part of his memory was sealed.

Years later, Ding Aochen forgot about his little fool, but Liao Xixi still chased him.

Little fool.

No, forget it.

Laughing and asking when will we meet again?

We meet again but don't know you.

The author has something to say:

The same school is the old schoolmate.

Winter vacation... Accidentally overwhelmed...

Come to Amway to see the two new articles that the stupid author may open during the winter vacation ヘ(__ヘ)

"(gl) My Princess Is an Evil Dragon" (seeking to be stamped!) and bl Xiang Tian's article "How to Break My Game Account".

There are still two or so outside the episode, so what?

When my long hair reached my waist, I threw a landmine.

A landmine was thrown in half a year.

Qingdailuo irrigated five bottles of nutrient solution.

Gone Water Nianhua irrigated three bottles of nutrient solution.

Qingdailuo irrigated a bottle of nutrient solution.

Thank you little angel ^_^