voice control bun

This is the first Valentine's Day for the little brother and the little bun.

Their 110th day together.

In the hottest July, there is hot sunshine and air outside the window.

The little bun was sitting on the sofa hugging the watermelon and eating it, but his big black round eyes were staring at the computer, watching Xin Fan motionless.

The little brother lay sideways on Xiao Baozi's lap, and also watched the drama seriously.

Only occasionally said to Xiao Baozi in a lazy voice: "Watermelon."

Xiao Baozi immediately dug out a large piece of watermelon with a spoon and fed it to the little brother.

"I have a part-time job tonight, I may come back later, there are dumplings in the refrigerator, can you cook them yourself?"

The little brother rubbed Xiao Baozi's belly, and Xiao Baozi giggled for a while: "Yes, yes."

When the little brother heard the answer, he sat up and grinned at the little bun: "My little bun is obedient and capable, I reward you."

As he spoke, he kissed Xiao Baozi's pink lips, tasted it, and whispered in Xiao Baozi's ear: "Today's Xiao Baozi is watermelon-flavored."

Little Baozi's face was red from the kiss, her ears were red, and her lips were red.

In the end, she said glutinously, "You also taste like watermelon."

After the little brother left, Xiao Baozi turned on the computer and started drawing.

He didn't tell his little brother, but he wrote down the bits and pieces of their lives in his cat notebook, and then drew them.

A very cute four-panel comic called "Voice Controlled Little Bun", which he has never shown to anyone.

Today's Valentine's Day, he intends to draw a little bit of them in the past 110 days and give it to his little brother.

Some things get deeper the more you recall them.

Little Baozi recalled that he and his younger brother went for a jog in the morning and the younger brother deliberately slowed down his pace; he recalled that his younger brother was obviously from a medical family, but he said pitifully that he was poor and wanted to live with him; The handsome and handsome Winnie the Pooh apron cooked noodles for him; recalled the never-ending number of wrapped dumplings in the refrigerator; recalled the emergency medicine kit with all kinds and various instructions posted inside.

Looking back, the 110 days they have spent, neither long nor short.

A breeze lifted the orange curtains, and Xiao Baozi sat on the floor, earnestly drawing the little brother in his heart.

When the doorbell rang, Xiao Baozi had just finished painting.

The purpose of entering is a large bouquet of roses, and the little brother in a suit is so handsome that he is earth-shattering.

"Eh?! Aren't you coming back very late?"

"Well, but I asked for leave because I want to have dinner with Mr. Baozi."

The little brother smiled and put the flowers in Xiao Baozi's hand: "Is it okay?"

The little bun was stunned: "This is for me?!"

"Ah."

"But...but I'm a man." I was a little ashamed to be given flowers.

The little brother looked at Xiao Baozi's appearance, and rubbed Xiao Baozi's head as usual: "No one said that men don't need to be cared for, and don't need to be held in the palm of their hands. I like you, and I want to use these to express it. What about you?" ? Do you like my expression?"

"Hi... I like it."

When the little brother heard what Xiao Baozi said, he smiled even brighter: "Then we must continue like this and continue to like it."

"it is good."

"Change your clothes and let's go have dinner together, shall we?"

"Well, but wait a minute."

"why?"

"Look at this." Little Baozi pulled his little brother to sit on the floor in front of the computer, and let him see the results of his accumulated drawings.

"This is……"

"This is you, this is me." Xiao Baozi smiled, and Nian Shan smiled: "This is my expression, do you like it?"

The little brother read the comics, looked at those beautiful and simple pictures, and took the little bun into his arms: "I like it, I like it very much."

I also like you, the most in the world.