[Entertainment] Tears and ghosts

The life of practice is boring and hard every day. The difference is that some days are so tired that I want to cry, and some days are so tired that I want to die.

From the first day of practice, Yin Naluo was dragged by his teacher Zheng Haoxi to practice extra every day, and finally got a "not bad" evaluation in the end-of-month assessment a week later.

After the assessment on Friday afternoon, Fang Shihyuk gave everyone two days off. After dinner, Kim Seokjin and Kim Namjoon, who lived a little closer, went home by car. Min Yoonki and Jung Hoseok seemed reluctant to leave the company. One got into the production room but couldn't come out, and the other simply wanted to live in the practice room.

So there were only three youngest members left at home, and the next day was the weekend when they didn't have to go to school. Jin Taiheng and Tian Zhengguo had fun at home at night, sitting on the living room floor with Yin Naluo on the left and right, playing games.

"Can you two let me go?"

Yin Naluo looked hopeless, he didn't know how to play games at all, but was squeezed between these two brats for an hour.

"Wei? Do you want to go to the bathroom? I'll go with you after I finish this round." Tian Zhengguo said while staring at the TV intently, without even looking at Yin Naluo.

"Mo, are you two female middle school students? It's less than ten meters from here to the toilet. Do you want to go together hand in hand?" Jin Taiheng continued to complain while concentrating on manipulating the handle.

When Tian Zhengguo heard Jin Taiheng's words, he was not ashamed but proud: "Taiheng pabo, Na Luo and I are middle school students, we just want to do everything together, are we envious?"

"Ah!" Yin Naluo pulled out his hand to pinch the flesh on Tian Zhengguo's arm, and seized the opportunity to quickly reprimand him: "Taking the opportunity to not call you brother!"

Tian Zhengguo was pinched by him and hid: "How many yards! I am going to die! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Tian Zhengguo angrily threw down the handle, leaned on Yin Naluo's body, and squeezed vigorously for revenge.Yin Naluo had no strength to fight back, and he was squeezed into the gap between Jin Taiheng and the sofa within two strokes.

Yin Naluo hugged Jin Taiheng's waist and shouted: "Help! Brother Taiheng, save me!"

Jin Taiheng squeezed Tian Zhengguo away, holding Yin Naluo's head in both hands, shaking back and forth, smiling so much that the upper and lower rows of teeth were all exposed, shouting "Wuli Naluo, brother is here to save you", while taking over Tian Zhengguo's death Hold Yin Naluo down.

Yin Naluo lowered his eyes and gave up struggling, lying obediently on the floor and letting Jin Taiheng hold him down, muttering in his mouth: "Let me tell you, I will definitely sue my brothers, you two bad guys huh Well……"

Jin Taiheng grabbed a strawberry from the coffee table and stuffed it into Yin Naluo's mouth. There was no way, this guy was too long-winded, and he looked more and more like Brother Shuozhen.

When Yin Naluo escaped from the claws of the two bear children, he looked like a Vietnamese person, his hair was messed up, and the front of his white T-shirt stuffed strawberries into his mouth as soon as Jin Taiheng heard him speak. Got a few pieces of strawberry juice on it.

Yin Naluo was lying on the sofa with his mouth pouted, his fingers grabbing the front of the T-shirt hard, his eyelids raised and lowered, and he aimed at Jin Taiheng, watching him walking around the house, not knowing what he was doing, feeling aggrieved say:

"This is my favorite T-shirt! If you don't clean it up for me, I won't talk to you anymore!"

"Ah, wait a minute!" Jin Taiheng ran past Yin Naluo with bare feet, leaving only one sentence.

Yin Naluo pouted again, and simply turned over and lay down on the sofa.

Tian Zhengguo sat cross-legged on the ground, staring intently at the TV screen most of the time, and looked back at Yin Naluo after a while, seeing Yin Naluo lying face down, he secretly touched the back of his round head, fearing the world Said calmly:

"It's okay! Don't worry about Brother Taiheng, there is me too! We are close friends!"

Yin Naluo shook his head very skillfully, shook off the annoying big hand, and said unwillingly: "I am brother..."

Tian Zhengguo didn't have time to argue with him, because a new game had started again.

After a while, Yin Naluo lay on the sofa and almost fell asleep, and vaguely felt that Jin Taiheng was sitting on the sofa next to his legs.

Jin Taiheng put his hands on his back like stroking a cat. After touching for a while, seeing that Yin Naluo didn't respond, he bent down and put his face on Yin Naluo's back, and puffed out his mouth to breathe on his back. .

"Ah, what a few yards, it's so hot!"

Yin Naluo thumped on the spot, and pushed Jin Taiheng away with his backhand, but he still lay on the sofa and didn't want to pay attention to others.

"Wei? Get up, Na Luo, you can wear this first, this is also my favorite T-shirt! I will wash this one for you! It must be washed clean! I swear!"

As Jin Tai hummed, he put one of his floral T-shirts under Yin Naluo's nose.

Yin Naluo snorted, and stretched out his claws to pinch the gaudy fabric.

Jin Taiheng: The plan is clear~

The next step is to wash his brother's clothes, Jin Taiheng was thinking, subconsciously lifted the clothes on Yin Naluo's back to his shoulders, and then froze:

"Mo, what is this?"

"What, what?" Yin Naluo almost forgave Jin Tai for humming when he took the clothes, but when he heard his voice suddenly changed, he turned his head and asked.

"Is it a tattoo on your back?"

Jin Taiheng stared, not knowing what expression to put on: "Really?"

Before Yin Naluo could answer, Tian Zhengguo, who only wanted to play games, turned his head when he heard Jin Taiheng's words: "What tattoo?"

He turned his head and grabbed Jin Taiheng's hand, and stretched his neck to see the swallow pattern tattoo on Yin Naluo's back:

"Wow! It looks good!"

Yin Naluo was surrounded by people on the sofa with his back exposed, his face was a little red, and he struggled to sit up.

At this time, Jin Taiheng stretched out his fingers curiously, and carefully touched the dark lines on the fair skin, and asked in a low voice, as if he was afraid of scaring the little wings behind Yin Naluo, "Does it hurt?"

The author has something to say:

The author of the social animal has worked overtime until now, and this chapter is written without sleep during the lunch break

If you are witty and feel that the last chapter is broken as if it is not finished,

That's because it's really not finished...