school grass is not white

Ji Dian sat sideways on Lin Bubai's bed and read a book.

Lin Bubai was bored, leaned close to Ji Dian, walked around his neck and followed Ji Dian to read a book for a while.

The characters are Chinese characters, and the paper is blank, but I just can't read it.

Lin Bubai gave up struggling, lay down behind Ji Dian, and took out a basketball magazine to reminisce.

The sound of turning the pages of the book staggered, and Ji Dian looked back inadvertently.

The sun shines on Lin Bubai's eyebrows, youthful and tender.

Very well-behaved.

Lying there like a golden retriever begging for its belly.

Suddenly, Mama Lin's loud voice came from the living room downstairs: "Be good at home, I'll be back at noon after going out!"

Lin Bubai let out an "Aww" immediately.

Finally, Ji Dian couldn't hold back and stretched out his hand.

He touched Lin Bubai's belly.

Bouncing.

Lin Bubai was idle and bored, so he dug out the photos of Ji Dian in his phone, P pictures.

P becomes a woman.

As he was doing this, his subordinates became more and more numerous, his face changed beyond recognition, and he became a completely different person, a bit like Lin's mother when she was young.

Lin Bubai ran to the living room to hook up with Lin's mother, and showed her the photo posted.

"Mom, I'll find a girlfriend like this in the future, okay?"

Mama Lin observed carefully.

"No."

Lin Bubai was quite surprised and asked why.

"Girls with this face will bully you, and you will only be asked to do any housework in the future!"

"how come?"

Lin Bubai was about to ask, when suddenly Lin's father came with a mop.

"Stop arguing, lift your feet."

At noon, Lin Bubai was having dinner with Ji Dian, when Father Lin called.

"Your mother misses you, remember to call her later."

Lin Bubai exchanged glances with Ji Dian after hearing the words, and hurriedly called Mama Lin.

"Mom, what's the matter, I heard from Dad that you miss me?"

"Hey, don't tell me about your bastard father! I'm shopping in the supermarket now, good boy, hang up first! Eat more with A Dian, if you don't have enough to eat at home in the evening, I will cook myself!"

Lin Bubai picked up shredded meat with chopsticks from Ji Dian's plate, and called Papa Lin again.

"Hey, Dad? Mom is in the supermarket, where did you miss me?"

Dad: "Oh, I see."

Lin Bubai sat on the sofa alone, flipping through the latest issue of the basketball magazine in the living room.

Somewhat boring.

Fortunately, Ji Dian can come to accompany him later.

Lin Bubai raised his arms and turned the pages of the book, with a little joy on his brows.

A burst of tea fragrance curled up.

Holding the black tea, Mama Lin sat down opposite to Lin Bubai, without saying a word.

She just quietly stared at her son.

The pages of the book moved, but Mama Lin's gaze remained completely motionless.

Lin Bubai was frightened by the sight, so he changed his posture left and right, and found that Lin Ma's eyes were glued to him anyway.

He finally couldn't help it and asked, "Mom, what are you looking at?"

Lin Ma picked up the teacup, tapped the lid on the rim of the cup a few times, and blew lightly.

"I admire my work.

Really good. "

Ji Dian and Lin Bubai sat on the sofa.

The hockey game was broadcast on TV.

Lin Bubai leaned on Ji Dian's body, and the fan blew the soft hair on his head, shaking it, and fluttering it around Ji Dian's neck from time to time.

Ji Dian rubbed someone's hair under the chin that was blown up by the wind, and didn't push it away.

The wind blows and the hair stands up again.

Ji Dian stretched out his hand and smoothed his hair down again.

Lin Bubai is like a small stove, the heat from the continuous flow is converging between the two of them through the touch of the body.

Ah Huang's cry was faintly heard outside.

The Chinese team scored a good goal.

Lin Bubai bounced up instantly, moving the wheat-colored excitement on the sofa, Ji Dian inadvertently held Lin Bubai's waist to prevent him from falling off the sofa.

After making a fuss for a while, Lin Bubai lay down on Ji Dian again.

Warm and overlap again.

On TV, the hockey pucks are buzzing.

The fan shroud turned towards them again.

Ji Dian held out his hand.

The hair is limp.

Heart itching.

Waiting and waiting, the summer vacation finally arrived as scheduled.

Lin Bubai and the others gathered at the ramen restaurant in front of the school, drinking wine and discussing summer vacation arrangements.

"Our buddies gather together, what do you agree with?"

Song Letian hooked his hands around Lin Bubai's neck, and the curly hair on his head swayed slightly under the blowing of the electric fan.

The beer in the glass was full of bubbles, the smell of alcohol mixed with the oily smell of peanuts, blowing into people's noses one after another.

Both Ji Dian and Xiao Hua's eyes fell on Song Letian's arm hooking Lin Bubai.

Song Letian raised his hand, suspecting that some kind of flower grew on his arm.

"There is a new farmhouse in the south of the city, and we can do social surveys there." Lin Bubai took a sip of cold beer, and the scent of foamy flowers lingered in his mouth.

"Okay, it's farmhouse music, what do you think!"

When Song Letian got excited, he hung his arms around Lin Bubai's neck again, and let out a small "pop" along the way.

With this "pop".

Xiao Hua and Ji Dian Qiqi on the opposite side cast their eyes on his arm again, as if there were knives in their eyes, they were preparing to cut in silence.

Song Letian was timid, cowardly, but still put down his arms.

What is this called.

Mama Lin wiped her tears on the sofa.

Watching TV dramas is really a heart-wrenching job, and she has already pulled out only half a pack of napkins.

Lin Bubai was afraid that Lin's mother would cry and dehydrate, so he peeled some apples and brought them to his mother.

He put the plate on the coffee table, ready to talk to his mother about the plans for the farmhouse.

Unexpectedly, Mama Lin grabbed his hand suddenly, with tears in her eyes, affectionate.

"Son, remember, there is only one person in this world, and I will not allow others to disrespect him at any time!"

The music on the TV happened to be at the provocative place, Lin Bubai touched his mother's hand back.

He just peeled an apple, and he really loved his mother deeply.

Mama Lin choked up.

"This person is Jin Dong."