Small pink butterfly

Cen Yi drove the man downstairs, kissed him on the forehead, and said, "Go up, it's too late today, I'll come and sit with my uncle and aunt another day."

The familiarity of his words seemed that he had known Xiao Fendi's parents for many years, Xiao Fendi wanted to ask a long time ago, he sneered and said: "Where are you sitting? Do my parents know you? Cheeky."

Cen Yi was already used to being angry, so he didn't explain. He rubbed his head vigorously with his hand to vent his anger, and said with a smile, "I have kidnapped his son, so I have to say hello anyway."

"Ouch! Don't pull my hair!" Xiao Fendi yelled loudly, but he didn't resist much. His boss, Cen, was so good at coaxing people. His heart was so sweet that he wanted to stay with him. He is willing to go, and refuses to move as if his buttocks are on the seat.

"What? Don't you want to part with me?" Cen Yi glanced at him, and his serious expression made his legs weak, "Or do you plan to do something in the car?"

Xiao Fendi blushed, twisted her body uncomfortably, and said slowly: "It's not impossible..."

Cen Yi was teased so much that he couldn't bear it, leaned over and kissed again, and said in a hoarse voice, "If you continue like this, you won't be able to go back tonight."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Fendi's eyes lit up when he heard it, "Is it possible?!"

"No." Cen Yi said firmly, "You're the only one, it's not good to stay out at night."

Xiao Fendi was so shocked that his eyes widened, "I'm an adult! It's already [-], how can there be such an old man like you?! Isn't it very open abroad? You dare to say that you have been abroad all the time. Well-behaved? I don't believe it!"

Cen Yi is so outstanding, with outstanding looks and outstanding temperament, no matter the same sex or the opposite sex, there is no shortage of suitors.

"No way?!" Xiao Fendi carefully observed Boss Cen's reaction, and found that he was looking directly at her with a sense of reason in his eyes.

"Wow! Really?!" Kid Xiao seemed to have discovered a new world, his cheeks flushed with excitement, and the contrast between the yin and yang face was more distinct, and it was so funny. "So, I'm Boss Cen's first man?!"

"Don't make trouble." Cen Yi had no choice but to flick his forehead with his fingers, and when he saw that the spot was red, he frowned and rubbed it again. "Does it hurt?"

Although Xiao Fendi was raised as a girl, he was a child, and he got into trouble a lot since he was a child, and it was not uncommon for him to fall and knock. The strange thing is that he never left any scars on his body.

"It hurts." He bitterly brought his face closer to Cen Yi to rub.

"Go back quickly." Cen Yi pinched the back of his neck, and seeing him squinting his eyes comfortably, he realized that this Di Bao was very similar to the one lying in the kennel.

"Kiss again." Xiao Fendi pouted, indicating that he could not kiss the forehead this time.

Even the way they please people is exactly the same.

Cen Yi's heart was so soft that he bowed his head and kissed his lips, and murmured unconsciously, "Di Bao."

Xiao Fendi parted her lips, thinking vaguely: Kiss me, you call me a dog?

Cen Yi couldn't restrain the liking in his heart, and called again vaguely, "Di Bao."

Xiao Fendi put his hand on his chest to push him away, and asked with his eyes blindfolded, "What's wrong with Di Bao?" The second time you kissed me, you called the dog's name twice.

"It's nothing." Cen Yi changed the subject, stroked his lips with his fingertips, his eyes darkened, "Go up, don't run around after class tomorrow, wait at the school gate, I'll pick you up for dinner, did you hear that? "

"I didn't hear that." Xiao Fendi tilted his head and thought for a while, then asked again: "Can I order food?"

Cen Yi pursed his lips, "You can order from the restaurant, you can eat whatever you want."

Xiao Fendi's face immediately fell down, and he said disappointedly: "Didn't you do it?"

Although Boss Cen knew that he was a movie star and that he was pretending to be pitiful, he just couldn't help coaxing him.

"Okay, I'll make it for you, you go back first, what do you want to eat, send me the menu tonight."

Xiao Fendi, who was belatedly aware of it, finally felt that something was wrong, "Why do you keep urging me to go back?"

Cen Yi: "..."

Little friend Xiao looked at Boss Cen's disheveled shirt and undulating chest, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly understood, and he stretched out his hand.

Confirming his own thoughts, Xiao Fendi instantly turned red from neck to ear, with a blushing face, boldly said: "I... I'm already an adult, Cen Yi, you..."

Boss Cen grabbed his hand, squeezed it hard, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't call me."

Xiao Fendi was about to leave.

Cen Yi pulled his hand closer to her again, letting him feel herself.

Xiao Fendi, who was in a daze, was so frightened that he woke up in an instant, hurriedly withdrew, and admitted with a dry smile: "I, I, I'm really young, hahahaha, I'm the only one! I'll go back first!"

Cen Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Seeing the panicked back of the child disappear before his eyes, Cen Yi started the car.

"Mom!" Xiao Fendi yelled at the top of her voice before entering the door, and changed her shoes at the entrance, but when she didn't hear a response, she yelled again, "Sister Lin? I'm back!"

"came back?"

The lights in the living room were turned down, and the warm yellow color looked very warm. Mama Xiao sat on the sofa, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Mom..." Xiao Fendi tiptoed over, every time he asked for help or made a mistake, he would obediently call Mom, usually called Sister Lin.

"Son, come here!" Lin Jingshu waved to him, with a strange excitement in his expression.

Xiao Fendi walked to the sofa and sat down where she took the picture, ready to admit her mistake.

"Mom, I shouldn't stay out at night, I was wrong." Xiao Fandie, who was in a hurry, suddenly felt that Boss Cen was a bit like his parents, taking care of things, and staying out at night is also a serious crime.

"Leave that alone." Lin Jingshu waved her hands, her eyes were almost in a gossip formation, "Hey, son, did you sleep at Xiaoyi's place last night? How do you feel? Did you feel good?"

Maybe it's because she's in a relationship, Xiao Fendi has learned about this kind of things recently, and she can tell what Sister Lin means just by looking at her expression.

"Mom..." He yelled, aggrieved and said: "Cen Yi won't let me do it, what should I do?"

"Huh? It hasn't been done yet?" Lin Jingshu said with a bit of hatred and heartbreak, "It's worthless!"

"Okay," a deep male voice came from the dark living room, Xiao's father came down from upstairs, and Xiao's mother was pulled up from the sofa, "My son is back, it's time to go to bed."

"No one asked you to wait for me." Lin Jingshu complained, "I still have to talk to my son."

"Stop talking, your three views are no better than your five senses, I don't know where it's gone, don't spoil your children, stop it."

Lin Jing was dissatisfied as soon as she heard it, and she didn't care about others' compliments on her facial features, "Where is my three views wrong?!"

You taught your newly grown son to crawl on the bed, where is it wrong? !

"Okay, okay, let's talk tomorrow, let's go to sleep." Dad Xiao hugged him, and led him into the room by his ears.

Before finally entering the door, Lin Jingshu said: "Why do I feel that the color of my son's face is different on both sides?"

Dad Xiao: "No, it's because the lights are too dim."

Xiao Fendi was miserable, he couldn't sleep, and he still couldn't sleep.

The next day, he went into the bathroom with dark circles under his eyes, squeezed toothpaste, and brushed his teeth.

Xiao Fendi yawned continuously, brushing his teeth with his eyes squinted in sleepiness, he bowed his head and finished spitting foam, raised his head to take a sip of water, and spat it out again, he had to open his eyes to get a towel to wipe his face.

His gaze swept across the mirror, and he froze for an instant, a black and white yin and yang face appeared in front of him impressively!

Xiao Fendi looked at her face for a long time, feeling so sad that she just wanted to cry, "Fuck..."

The sun got up early, and it was so sunburned that people were melting. With the sound of the class bell, a figure with a scarf tightly wrapped around his face sneaked into the classroom.

"Fuck! What is this?!" In the lecture hall, a boy's voice was obviously frightened.

A word of shit attracted a lot of attention, Xiao Fendi, who was wrapped in a scarf, blinked her only exposed eye, feeling that being stared at by these gazes was getting hotter and hotter, and even felt moisture on her forehead.

"Hey!" The shoulder was patted suddenly, Xiao Fendi glared angrily, saw the fat man in the row behind him, smiling obscenely and proudly, "Little Pink Butterfly, I can recognize you even when you turn into ashes!"

From childhood to adulthood, it seems that every class has this structure: a fat guy, a top student, a sissy, a few scumbags sitting in the back row, and some other people.

As an important part of the class, Fatty is also very proud, "Little Pink Butterfly, what's wrong with you? I finally awakened my conscience and realized that I have lowered the average appearance of the class?"

"Cough, it's okay, but my face is a little allergic." Xiao Fendi has always been overconfident in his appearance. If it was normal, he would have jumped up and pointed at his nose and scolded people. Now he can only try to weaken his sense of existence , preferably no one recognizes themselves.

"Really?! Let me help you see!"

When the fat man heard this, he became even more interested. As he spoke, he rushed forward and was about to remove the scarf covering his face.

Xiao Fendi pressed the scarf on his face with one hand, and yelled under his breath: "No, no, no, I really don't need you to show me, I'm afraid it will rot if you look at it!"

One was chasing and trying to pull, the other was covering and hiding, the gap between the seats was so big, and there was so much movement that the teachers on the podium stopped their lectures.

"That Arab classmate, please answer this question."

The fat man withdrew his hands, and a smirk made his fat face even more distorted.

However, Xiao Fendi didn't realize that he was the Arab classmate the teacher said, so he carefully rewrapped the scarf that was messed up by the fat man, took out the book and pen from the school bag, and put his hands on the table. Sitting upright as well.

Suddenly, the head was hit by half of the head of chalk flying in the face.

"Who?!" Xiao Fendi became angry, and the anger in his heart had been stuffy all day, and he couldn't find a place to vent it.

"I," said the teacher on the podium, "what did I just ask?"

Xiao Fendi thought hard, suddenly, his face turned cold, and the scarf was ripped off by the fat man.

There was an eerie silence in the classroom.

First, someone let out a suppressed titter, and then, a burst of laughter resounded throughout the auditorium.