Unsuccessful

No.12

Luo Yan grabbed Feng Zhuo, Feng Zhuo grabbed the corner of his clothes, and the two of them sprinkled dog food and gradually walked away. Feng Tuo sighed, looked at Jing Luo helplessly, jumped over, and asked, "A Luo, The father was taken away, so would you know how to cut the window grilles?"

The stars were scattered in these eyes, Jing Luo smiled and said, "I will."

"Then I'll let them prepare the red paper!" Feng Tuo instantly felt that his family A Luo was really powerful, with good martial arts, good literary talent, good looks, and can cut window grilles...and also has a good figure!Thinking of something else, Feng Tuo blushed.

"Well, what's the matter?" Jing Luo asked Feng Tuo, looking at his cheeks flying into the sunset.

"Ang? Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Feng Tuo waved his hands, ran away quickly, and quietly looked back at Jing Luo, seeing that Jing Luo was staring at him with concern, his face became even hotter.

Fortunately, at this time, Wu Ti came in with a tray and put down the red paper scissors, breaking the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

Feng Tuo also secretly reminded himself that he shouldn't have these weird thoughts.

"A Tuo, come here and sit down at the table, don't you want to learn?" With a slow smile in Jing Luo's eyes and a hint of banter, he looked at Feng Tuo who was hiding in the distance.

"Study, learn!" Feng Tuo understood Jing Luo's eyes, pretended to be confident, and answered loudly, then strode to the table and sat down, glanced at the sky, looked forward and back, but didn't look at Jing Luo Eye.

"Then will you cut it with me, or watch me cut it first?" Jing Luo secretly liked it in his heart, but he didn't show his expression on the surface.

"You, you cut it first." Feng Tuo felt that as soon as he got close to Jing Luo, he would feel a little dizzy and couldn't think about anything at all.

"Okay, then you look after it." Jing Luo smiled, holding the red paper in his left hand and scissors in his right, and began to cut a window grille with intricate patterns.

The winter sun hangs obliquely in the sky, and only a little bit of soft white light remains through the closed windows, reflecting on Jing Luo's hands, which are long but very powerful, moving across the red paper Between them, the contrast of colors, the fusion of hardness and softness, caught Feng Tuo's eyes all of a sudden, and gradually Feng Tuo was fascinated by it, and he didn't care at all how the beautiful window grille lying quietly in Jing Luo's palm was cut out. .

"A Tuo, have you learned it?" Jing Luo carefully placed the cut window grilles on the table, folded the red paper, and stuffed the scissors into Feng Tuo's hands, ready for him to try cutting them.

"I, I won't." Fengtuo, who was in awe all the time, counseled.

"Then I'll teach you by hand." Jing Luo stood up with a smile, walked behind Feng Tuo, half wrapped his arms around him, and touched his hands.

Fengtuo can feel a lot, Jingluo's hair scattered around his neck, Jingluo's heartbeat beating on his back, Jingluo's hands covering his wrists, and even the heat of his breath can be clearly touched.

"Still in a daze? Focus on watching." Jing Luo patted Feng Tuo's hand, but Feng Tuo's body trembled because of the slightly painful touch, and the heat finally subsided, "Teng "The ground burned back again.

Jing Luo didn't seem to feel the strangeness of the person in his arms at all, and grabbed Feng Tuo's hand, carefully cutting the window grilles little by little.

"Okay, look." Jing Luo let go of his hand and sat back.

Fengtuo, who had finally endured this period of time, felt that he was about to burn, staring at the table as if he could spot a flower.

"A Tuo, what's wrong with you?" Jing Luo frowned, then reached out to touch Feng Tuo's little face.

Feng Tuo: "!!!"

"A Tuo, you look so cute when you blush." ​​Jing Luo withdrew his hand, grabbed a strand of Feng Tuo's hair, and kissed it.

Feng Tuo: "!!!"

"Okay, I'll cut a few more flowers, let's stick them outside, shall we?" Jing Luo decided to let the frightened little prince go for the time being, the future is long, let's take it step by step.

The author has something to say:

I finally got all the affairs and moods of the start of the school. It’s really a lot of classes and things. I can be a little bit more. I will definitely not give up, but the update speed may be much slower. Thank you for your support. !