A Heartwarming Decade

Yan Lao talked with Ah Heng for a long time the night before leaving. When they came out, both of them looked a little strange.

On the second day, when Yanxi and the Wen family were sending off the plane, Li Jingwei pulled Yanxi a lot, and the circles under his eyes were red, for fear that the flesh on his heart could not take care of him.

On the contrary, he was pretending to be grandfather, and he didn't worry about his precious grandson, but looked at Ah Heng, and stopped talking.

Sier stood in the distance, looking at Yan Lao and A Heng, with a ironic smile on his lips.

A Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, stepped forward, and whispered in relief: "Grandpa Yan, don't worry."

The old man opened his eyes instantly, smiled warmly, waved his hand, and boarded the plane with Guard Li.

"A Heng, what did you and the old man do with me behind?" Yanxi felt a chill on her back.

A Heng was silent for a long time and bowed his head: "Secret, I can't tell."

This remark aroused the interest of the teenager. After asking all the way, Ah Heng was only sleeping and pretending not to hear.

Si smiled at Yanxi and patted him on the shoulder: "You don't have to work in vain." A car of people looked at him with interest, and Yanxi suddenly lost interest in continuing to ask, and turned his eyes to look out the window.

Suddenly, Yanxi became excited and shook Ah Heng vigorously: "A Heng, at the entrance of the G-H national highway, you saw it when you came to Beijing. It was just repaired. The brand is very beautiful and the oil paint is well matched."

A Heng smiled and didn't speak, just watched Yanxi's eyebrows dance carefully, and listened to him spitting and talking about color matching.

"Brother Yanxi, you know so much!" Sier said with a small smile in a lukewarm tone.

The young man was stunned with his beautiful big eyes, a little embarrassed, closed his mouth and became silent.

Si Wan sighed inaudibly.

Yanxi has been like this since childhood when he got along with Er Er. Er waits to be hopeful, and there is a bit of meanness in his words; in terms of hope to treat her, he is always helpless and a little cowardly.

On weekdays, two people are not in touch or close, and they rarely even talk. However, every time Er Er was bullied and squeezed by the boys in the yard. When he rushed to rescue his sister, he always saw Yan Xi's face blue and purple. He blinked quietly while watching Er Er cry. Hand over a paper towel.

He felt magical and regretful that his sister was bullied, but every time she turned her head, it was Yanxi. The close relationship between the two families also hurts the self-esteem of an older brother.

It's a pity that Erer doesn't seem to like Yanxi from the bottom of her heart. She said that every time she was sad, she always had Yanxi by her side.

Children's memories are so light that they will always mistakenly think that this person is the one who bullied themselves, and they will have a bad impression. Coupled with Yanxi's usual affiliation, no matter how he explains, Erle seems to have made up his mind to hate Yanxi.

Ah Heng has been in trouble recently. The trouble is that she has never seen such a troublesome person.

Drinking milk only drink chocolate milk, but the aroma of chocolate cannot overwhelm the taste of milk; fried eggs only eat eighty mature, the sugar heart should be right in the middle; watching TV alone should occupy the entire sofa, you can not sit next to him; take a bath; The shower gel used must be a baby golden water baby outfit, don’t think about anything else-unless you want to watch him allergic to peach blossoms; you must be ten steps away from him when drawing and playing games, but when he wants you to appear, You must show up within three seconds, otherwise you will be tortured to death by a sad look; the laundry must be clean and tidy like the best in the specialty store. If not, at least it must be fragrant, and it must be looming. The fragrance of people...

So, what appeared in front of everyone was the shining golden, perfect boy and the gray-headed Aheng.

"Tsk tusk, classmate Yanxi, you are not a vixen, you specialize in sucking blood." Rosemary teased.

"If you want to suck, you must first **** the shemale." Yan Xi spread her hands innocently.

Rosemary smiled glamorously, with a phoenix tail on her back, and approached Yanxi ambiguously: "Comeon, baby. You **** it, I don't mind."

Xin Dayi shook his hand, and the physics book photographed Rousi's face: "Damn, if you are a vixen, you are a thousand-year-old snake demon, but his grandmother feels good about herself with no **** or hips!"

Chen Juan squeezed the corner of the book with his finger and smashed it back. It was in the center of Sindayi's forehead and squinted: "You are not a baboon that hasn't evolved yet, you are here to be an ape!"

Foxes, snakes, baboons...

"Do you want to open a zoo?" A Heng yawned, half awake and half dream. Yanxi finished playing the game in the middle of the night and cried out hungry and thirsty. She woke her up from her sleep and boiled instant noodles with hot milk. As a result, she was a little sleepy.

"No, it's one more thing." Yanxi was stern.

"What?" Aheng rubbed his eyes.

"Plus a Jiangnan water turtle that stutters is enough." Yanxi snickered, her teeth white.

Mom's grandma's crackling!

A Heng was sad and angry.

"A Heng, from my point of view, Yanxi just eats you so you can bully." Chen Juan smirked.

Aheng laughed, you can see this all?

"Thank you for the compliment." A Heng followed his kindness, smiled, buried his head, and continued to calculate the energy conversion in his pen.

"A Heng, why do I think you don't like me so much?" Chen Juan said playfully, "Have I offended you?"

The ball pen paused lightly, Ah Heng raised his head and chuckled, "No."

"We are at the same table anyway, you are so unfamiliar with me, aren't you?" Chen Juan moved to the left side, fingers crossed, and slightly moved his bright red lips.

A Heng was stunned: "You know my mouth is dumb, I usually talk..."

Chen Juan interrupted her, smiling, and staring: "This is not an excuse."

Ah Heng smiled slightly, she can't say, I instinctively think that you are not a kind person, so you hate it grandly, right?

"You know, I lack friends. Girls are jealous of me..." Chen Juan grabbed A Heng's right arm abruptly, his eyes filled with tears, his eyes slanted at Sindayi, "and boys always want to insult me. ."

In this compartment, Sindayi was scratching his head to draw a diagram of the force analysis.

Aheng was dumb. You praised him.

Aheng looked at the closed door of Yanxi's room and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little troubled.

Sindayi came early in the morning, and the two of them kept shutting the door, silent and sneaky, not knowing what they were doing.

Knock on the door, boom boom.

no response.

The tenth time.

A Heng was a little depressed. From the time she started cooking dinner until the mung bean porridge in the kitchen became cold, they were silent for nearly two hours.

So, push the door. Fortunately, it is not locked.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Wow wow wow wow!"

Two high-decibel screams, one with a thick voice and one with a high pitch.

A Heng was shocked and horrified. He poked his head in. The TV in the room was playing a DVD. The two teenagers sitting on the floor saw her appear, as if they had been hit hard and screamed. Better than the hen.

"You can't see, you can't see!" Sindayi jumped up, stretched his arms to block the TV, his eyes were wide and his blush was almost boiled.

Aheng was dumb, looking at the woman's white thighs looming in the gap in the TV blocked by Sindayi.

Bang, a pillow smashed over.

"Rogue!" Yanxi stood in the distance, blushing with melon seeds, with big eyes covering half of her face, and she wished to spray her saliva on her face. Immediately afterwards, the second and third slammed over, the whistling wind accompanied by the clear and wretched groans of men and women on the TV.

Aheng smiled stiffly at Yanxi, turned around and closed the door. After two steps, he returned, opened the door, and heard the scream again.

"I just want to ask, when do you eat. And, go on, I'm not in a hurry."

Afterwards, during dinner, Sindayi hesitated: "A Heng, don't get me wrong, this is our first time."

This is the first time you see the limited edition that starts with A Is it the first time that obscene materials have been publicly spread collectively?

Aheng smiled, but his face was pale.

"Gadfly!" Yanxi held the white porcelain bowl, drank rice porridge with her head shrinking, showing only big eyes, aggrieved and innocent, faintly teasing and cunning.

A Heng put the bowl down, his brows were gentle, and he said slowly one by one: "Why am I a gangster? Did I participate in it, or did I help you with your handwork?"

"I'm really annoyed!" Sindayi shivered, whispering to Yanxi in a low voice. It is harder to let Aheng say such blatant words on weekdays than to kill her.

"Nonsense, I still use you to tell Lao Tzu!" Yanxi raised her eyebrows, covered her mouth with her hand, and whispered back.

"What to do?" Sindayi scratched her black hair, feeling tricky.

"Or, would you apologize to Aheng?" Yanxi touched her chin, thinking deeply.

"It's me for Mao?" Sindayi was anxious, half of his body reached Yanxi's seat.

"Hey! Do you want Lao Tzu to bear the blame for your things?" Yan Xi was serious.

"Damn! If you didn't say you want to see Europe and the United States, would Lao Tzu work hard and hide from Tibet to bring it?" Sindayi was going crazy.

"Ah, no matter what, you are responsible for what you brought." Yanxi spread her hands and closed her eyes to pretend to be a rogue.

A Heng dropped his head, his shoulders twitched, his chopsticks were shaking.

"A...Aheng, don't cry, so what, I didn't bring those things on purpose, don't be angry." Sindayi swallowed and apologized, "It's all my fault, don't cry. I haven't seen a girl crying, I'm very scared... Aw, Yanxi, why are you stepping on me!"

"Ah, yes, right, A Heng, it's all the fault of the aunt. Really, this child has been so many years old, and he doesn't have much brains! How can he do such inaccurate, awkward, and so many pioneering things! Hit him for you!" Yanxi slammed on Sindayi, smiling.

Aheng listened, raised his head, his cheeks were flushed, and between his lips and teeth, there was a gentle teasing smile.

Fortunately, not crying. Sindayi breathed a sigh of relief, but gritted his teeth immediately after reacting, "A Heng!"

"Sorry, not on purpose. I wanted to laugh." A Heng curled his lips, slowly and in a good mood.

"Ah! Dead big spoon, stagnant turtle!" Yan Xi was angry, pretending to pat A Heng's head with his left hand, but when he reached the top of his hair, he dropped it gently and patted it with a cool and soft palm.

"Hey, dead boy, I thought I was really annoyed." He smiled like a flower, and his longan eyes narrowed.