make you angry, a little happy

Mi Xiaozuo.Zhang Yang quickly entered the remarks and looked at the person again.

The height is less than 180, and the skin care is superb, like a shelled egg white, not even a pore can be found.She has light eyebrows, wears natural brown color contact lenses, hair that hangs on her shoulders, and a gentle low ponytail.

The hair looks like regular care.

"How do you call it?" Zhang Yang asked again, with the same eyebrows that had been refined.I've already asked for my name, and if I ask again, it's because the ulterior motives are not drinking.

There are two types of bigwigs in the women's clothing circle, either they simply like or have similar collection habits.Either they are like me, have a gender identity barrier, or are transgender.The latter is painful in comparison.

In terms of address, the former doesn't matter, you can just call him brother.The latter is absolutely unwilling to be called elder brother and even directly asks to be called elder sister. Calling elder brother becomes an offense.When encountering the same kind, out of politeness, they will ask first.

Mi Xiaozuo lowered his head slightly: "Just call him Xiaozuo. What's your name?"

"Zhang Yang." Zhang Yang flipped through his circle of friends casually, "Are you married?"

The most recent photo shows Mi Xiaozuo himself holding a boy, drinking milk tea and wearing parent-child outfits.The little boy's oval face is very similar to that of his father.

It really is a hidden version of women's clothing Juju, a winner in life!The wife understood that the son was still cute, and Zhang Yang immediately felt a lot of admiration.

Mi Xiaozuo rubbed his nose, nodded as an admission, his gestures were full of demureness accumulated over time. "Yes, but my son ran away, I will chase first, your lipstick number is..."

"Ah, Dad, you run so slowly." The little boy in the photo bumped into Mi Xiaozuo's leg, and Mi Xiaozuo hugged him, smiling, "This is my son, Tongtong, please say hello."

"Hello, brother. My name is Wang Letong. Because I like to eat grapes, my nickname is Little Putao." Little Putao spoke in a childish voice. She was changing her teeth, and one of her front teeth was missing.

Zhang Yang likes children very much, he likes all kinds of children, but it's a pity that he can't have children. "It's wrong, I don't call you brother, I call you sister. Little Putao is so beautiful, my sister likes you, can I kiss you?"

Little Putao looked at Mi Xiaozuo, and shook her head rhythmically: "That's not okay, Dad said, you can't let others kiss and hug casually. But I like brother, so I can kiss you."

"Wrong call, Tongtong." Mi Xiaozuo's apologetic eyes were meaningful, "I want to call you sister, hurry up."

Little Putao didn't understand but was very obedient, she stretched out her hand in Zhang Yang's direction and said, "It's sister... ah, hello sister."

"Baby is so good." Zhang Yang was suddenly hugged by the child, his little mouth pouted, and he kissed him directly.

Damn!What the hell is this Pokémon that the gods gather together!So fucking cute!Robbing a child is illegal, right?

Mi Xiaozuo stroked his French bangs lightly. "The child is being naughty, I will take him to find friends first, and we will talk when I have time in the evening."

"Okay, I won't delay your efforts." Zhang Yang was immersed in the happy fantasy of nursing the child, but he had only one obedient brother beside him, so he couldn't nurse Xiaoguang.

Mi Xiaozuo nodded to say goodbye, walked a few steps with Little Putao in his arms, and turned back as if he forgot something. "Zhang Yang, right? You... are very beautiful, very nice, I have a chance to buy you milk tea. Or buy clothes together."

"...Thank you." Zhang Yang lowered his eyes, then raised his head and said, "Thank you."

Shenxian Juju and Pokémon went far away before Zhang Yang woke up in a trance.Yang Guang ran over with a plastic bag in his hand, and said sullenly, "Third brother, I didn't get the Haagen-Dazs you wanted, so I can only eat it with Lu Xue?"

"Don't eat." Zhang Yang pushed it away, feeling too hot.The weather is stuffy and it's going to rain heavily.

"Are you angry?" Yang Guang followed up a few steps and unscrewed the iced drink to please him, "Then you are waiting for me, I will go to the supermarket outside the community to buy."

"No need." Zhang Yang took a few sips and handed it back, still thinking about the fairy baby.Why can't men have children? They want to have children even in their dreams.

Seeing that he was absent-minded, Yang Guang leaned over and asked foolishly, "Third brother, are you mad at me for calling you sister?"

"Beat you, go home." Zhang Yang became angry from embarrassment.The child Xiaoguang may also have the wrong nerve. Not only is he full of energy in bed, but he also has various sweet nicknames, always wanting to show his affection childishly.Zhang Yang hated this little boy's tricks very much, but when he called his sister, he immediately kicked his legs and handed over his gun.

This child is cheap and good-looking, either naturally flirtatious or extremely black-bellied.Zhang Yang turned to look for him, and met Xiaoguang's pitiful drooping eyes, and his heart softened immediately.

"Okay, you can call it whatever you want, get an ice cream for my sister."

Zhang Zhao and Su Xiaoyuan rushed home just as it was raining, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the glass windows as if there were small hailstones.Caesar didn't like thunder, so he hid under the sofa and couldn't come out and continued to miss his little girlfriend.There is nothing in the bedroom, just a bed and bedding.

Thinking of the process of buying that and that, Zhang Zhao and Su Xiaoyuan just felt ashamed to face others.

Both high school seniors went shopping for the first time.Zhang Zhao is better, he has seen it but never used it, and Su Xiaoyuan, a good baby, is too embarrassed to go and see it.

Zhang Zhao took pictures with his mobile phone with his back straight, and sent the photos of each style through WeChat.Su Xiaoyuan stood outside Watson's door, looked at one and blushed.

Big hooligan!He doesn't understand these things, what's the use of sending them to him!Let alone let him choose!

What's so embarrassing about this!Zhang Zhao showed a victorious expression of a king, and confidently picked out a box of ultra-thin and a bottle of Nasha oil.As a result, at the checkout, the price of the oil could not be cleared, and the cashier with unpredictable vital capacity sang loudly.

"Help me take a look, what's the bill number of Durex thermal lubricating oil! I can't find it!"

"Which one?"

"Durex! Thermal lubricant!"

"okay!"

Men and women stopped their purchases to see a tall and straight boy in a baseball cap standing in front of the checkout counter with his head down and playing with his mobile phone.

Dry!So fucking scary!Zhang Zhao is not afraid of falling over on the playground. He has never experienced this before. It is like being stripped naked and thrown on the street to flog the corpse.

Walking out of Watson's two portrait spies joint. "Buy it?" "Well, it's done." "Then...go home?" "Go back!"

One in front of the other, 5 meters apart, pretending not to know anyone.

Su Xiaoyuan changed into his slippers, obediently sat on the sofa, turned on the TV and pretended not to think about it.Zhang Zhao also pretended to be Liu Xiahui, wiped the dog's hair with a rag, and endured the wild stupidity of the origin of life to finish dinner for Caesar.

Su Xiaoyuan changed the channel carelessly, his heart beating like a deer.Zhang Zhao drank water casually, pretending to be tired from drinking water, and sat down next to Su Xiaoyuan.

"Are you tired, baby?" Zhang Zhao pretended to stretch, and put his arms around Su Xiaoyuan's waist after stretching.Very thin, one foot nine.

"It's okay, how about you?" Su Xiaoyuan didn't dare to turn his head, for fear of accidentally colliding with Zhang Zhao's eyes.

"I'm okay too." Zhang Zhao's index finger rested on Su Xiaoyuan's lower back in circles.The heat from the fingertips sticks to the skin through a thin layer of cloth.

"How about... Let's buy that and that." Suddenly Zhang Zhao asked, without leaving any room, and directly invited him to the car.

Su Xiaoyuan rolled his Adam's apple and twisted his buttocks. "You look like a hooligan!"

Zhang Zhao salivated and said, "That...although it's a rascal to say that, but I've been thinking about it for a long time. If it wasn't for your stupid second brother getting involved every day, I would have brought you home a long time ago. gone."

"You big rascal!" Su Xiaoyuan's ears turned red, and the hair on his head was ruffled by Zhang Zhao. There was a short silence, "Should I take a bath first?"

As soon as Zhang Zhao stopped his hands, the little monk was full of energy. "It should be. How about I wash it first, and you can wash it when the bathroom is hot. After washing, we can watch the promotional video and learn... The whole process can be regarded as a long-distance running. Master the rhythm. In fact, we can also wash together."

"I won't wash with you." Su Xiaoyuan watched his small tent being set up little by little, and kicked his calf, "Go quickly, you're useless..."

Good for nothing?Looking at the mirror, Zhang Zhao has a plump and well-proportioned sports student standard figure, and admits that he is very promising.After washing, I found another big problem, there is no bath towel.

Zhang Zhao wrapped his butt in a towel and got into bed in a blink of an eye. "Go baby, the bathroom is warmed up, I'll warm your bed now! In the wind and rain, Brother Zhao is waiting for you!"

Su Xiaoyuan walked around the door of the bathroom holding the towel for a long time, finally took a set of towels and was put in, wrapped tightly after washing, and went to bed.

The two were 1 meter apart, looking at each other and panting.

"Are we two watching the ceremony now?" Zhang Zhao held back the yellow waste in his mind, and turned on the desk lamp.Do it, I'm so happy, I will be a married man in the future, and I am not at the same level as Changzi He An, and I am single and wild, Zhu Jie Shiba Street.

"You...will you?" Su Xiaoyuan shyly turned off the desk lamp.There was a big flash outside, and there was a thunderstorm, and the house was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

"I'm not very good at it, but I have studied hard." Zhang Zhao took out his mobile phone, "I have learning promotional videos... I saved several of them and memorized them all."

"You big bastard, why don't you see you being so serious when you study." Su Xiaoyuan was wearing a towel and quilt, which set off his small chest, which was extraordinarily flat, and his whole body was tender and hot, "Don't lie to me. Is it really similar to running?"

Zhang Zhao's face was also flushed, and he got under Su Xiaoyuan's towel, his throat was so dry. "Really, then I... have started to practice running. If I don't run well, I will improve next time."

"Yeah." Su Xiaoyuan turned over, with his little butt facing the sky, covered his face and asked, "Don't turn on the lights!"

The room was very dark, Zhang Zhao gently turned him over.Flat, narrow waist, flat and narrow hipbones.

Su Xiaoyuan felt inferior and shrank his legs: "You are not allowed to look at my legs, or I will get angry."

Zhang Zhao was half-kneeling, supporting his atrophied calf. "It's pretty, I just like your little feet."

"You're playing a big hooligan." Su Xiaoyuan buried his face in his palms.Zhang Zhao looked down, and saw that the two young monks were full of energy. His blood was surging, and he slowly tore off the white trousers that were in the way, and touched them.

Then my brain short-circuited after a buzz, the promotional video was for nothing, and the running rhythm was for nothing. Damn it, this is streaking!

During the running warm-up session, Su Xiaoyuan buried his face, twisted his waist, screamed that he was uncomfortable, and kept trying to hide.Zhang Zhao is a long-distance runner and is very patient. Enduring the danger of the little monk exploding, he pulls back again and again, and completes a full set of preparations to warm up.

"Okay, okay?" Zhang Zhao tore open the packaging bag, took out the small balloon, and was ready.Although the starting posture is not standard, just wait for the starting gun to fire.

Su Xiaoyuan still covered his face, and a person who had never run before was dragged to the starting line: "It really...doesn't hurt? Well, then you can come."

Facts have proved that there is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts. There is a priority in learning and teaching, and there is a specialization in art.Su Xiaoyuan was dragged onto the track, and the little cripple followed the athletes, it was impossible to keep up.

"Why...isn't it alright?" Su Xiaoyuan wanted to give up.

The first stage of the long-distance running is the easiest. Athlete Zhang Zhao never gave up running on the track.Gently pulled up Su Xiaoyuan's arm, grasped the rhythm precisely, gritted his teeth, and ran!

After all, he is a professional athlete, how could he let the accompanying runners get off the track early.

And accompanying runner Su Xiaoyuan is full of thoughts about whether this posture looks good, and whether it will expose the shortcomings of lameness.The first stage was not very pleasant, after all, it was the first time, the rhythm was not well grasped, and the breathing was very disordered.

"Zhang Paopao..." Su Xiaoyuan wanted to give up for the second time, "Slow down."

Zhang Zhao nodded seriously, pursing his lips, and began to move forward at a constant speed.

In the second stage, the athletes and accompanying runners find the synchronization pattern.The two of them were breathing desperately regardless of talking, probably at the frequency of two steps and one breath.

At this time, Su Xiaoyuan, the accompanying runner, had another problem. His right buttocks were sunken, and he felt a little uncomfortable being pressed on his body by the athlete.So he made a request to change his running posture.

Zhang Zhao had no idea of ​​changing positions at all, but perhaps because of his natural talent, good physical ability and high athletic skills, he started to run while holding Su Xiaoyuan in his arms.I don't know how long I ran, but the darkest part came.

It is similar to the pole in long-distance running.The specific manifestations are: rapid heartbeat, poor breathing, weak legs, sore stomach, accompanied by physiological tears.