sexual root

The grass roots were about to cry, and the tears were on the verge of collapse, "Isn't it good? Why do you want to make everyone unhappy? I didn't say no to go back, I just wanted more time... I'm leaving, the vial will die, she really will die..."

"Enough!" Han Kaixiu's pupils were filled with furious red light, "I'll go find her now and ask her what she wants to do."

"No...don't..." Caogen hugged Sanbao and pulled him with difficulty, "Don't stimulate the vial, she can't stand it, don't do this..."

Han Kaixiu was stunned for two seconds, and soon he used all his strength to shake off the grass roots, which staggered back a few steps, and almost rolled dangerously into the river.Biting his lips and looking at the man who lost his sanity in front of him, two water marks washed out his pale cheeks with tears, Sanbao was frightened by Han Kaixiu's ferocious appearance, and when he saw the grass roots crying, he also howled.

"Grass root, I'm disappointed in you, and I'm completely chilled." Wanting to calm down, but he couldn't calm down when he was excited, Han Kaixiu sucked hard on his sour nose, "I give up, I really give up on you, you are free , I don’t care how you want to live here with Xiaoping, I’ll go... No one will force you, but I can’t let my son continue to live this kind of life, so... I must take the three treasures away!"

"No... my husband... don't be so excited, listen to me..." Grassroots looked at Han Kaixiu, who was oppressed step by step, in horror, "Don't be disappointed in me, and don't give up on me, I know I always do it I understand what you said about these stupid things, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for the child, give me some time, and I'll go back with you right away after dealing with the vial, you...no, don't..."

Almost with violence, Han Kaixiu's handsome face lost its usual tenderness, it was dark like the king of Hades, Sanbao's eyes were filled with fear, and his little hands wrapped around the grass root's neck, whimpering, "... woo... ...scared...Ma Ma, Da Hui...Hui Hui is afraid..."

Protecting the Three Treasures desperately, and fighting Han Kaixiu, the grassroots tears flowed more and more urgently, "Husband, don't do this, let's have a good talk... you let go, you hurt the child, calm down... Calm down, I didn't hear the baby crying!"

"The one who should let go is you, give me the child, give me—" There was no reason in his eyes, like a man-eating tiger.

"...Woo, Ma Ma... I'm afraid... I want... Ma Ma..."

The small body was held in half by the two adults, and Sanbao's fat hands were holding on to the grass-roots clothes dangerously, tears streaming down his face.

"Horse..." Sanbao cried out of breath, his little red face was full of fear and tears.

Caogen's strength is weaker than Han Kaixiu's. Seeing that Sanbao is about to be snatched by him, the child's mournful cry pierces Caogen's heart. Don't say that Sanbao is just a child, Caogen himself is frightened by him.

What is the difference between such a Han Kaixiu and a beast?

Feeling sorry for his son, he got the upper hand, and without even thinking about it, he slapped him.

After the crisp slap, it seemed that the world stood still.

Sanbao returned to Caogen's arms, sobbing and crying, holding on to Caogen's collar, refusing to let go.

Han Kaixiu tilted his head to one side and didn't move for a long time, the grass roots just looked at his back like this, every second became extraordinarily long, the slap on the man's face made him feel uncomfortable, the one that hit the man before A dull pain in the palm.

"...Xiu!" I didn't mean it, I just wanted to calm you down.

There was a faint trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and the tip of his tongue was licked meaninglessly, as if nothing had happened, Han Kaixiu turned around silently, and left towards the opposite direction of the iron house.

He wanted to call out, but his voice was blocked, and he couldn't utter a single word. It wasn't until the figure of the man disappeared that he called out in a panic, "Xiu—where are you going?"

You really don't want me?

You said you were disappointed in me, you said you gave up on me, is that true?

The small car kicked up dust and drove the man away. The wind blew away the messy yellow dust in the air, and the fine dust melted into the air, covering up the last trace of the man's appearance.

(13 fresh coins) Xinggen Xingfu (children) I don’t know them

It was already the first few days, and the grass root was sitting behind the food stall, as if his soul was out of his body, and there was no reaction to someone buying something.Sanbao sat in his arms, sucking his fleshy little fingers very intently, occasionally being tempted by the snacks next door, drooling and making a greedy look.

We often set up stalls together, and we all know each other. A few small bills floated into the money jar, and the sweet potato seller next door covered the money jar for him, "What's wrong with you these days? You're so energetic Poor, rest a few more days if you are tired, it is not easy for you to take care of your child, your body is more important than making money!"

With heavy dark circles under her eyes, Grassroots looked listless, "Master, thank you, I'm fine, but I didn't get a good night's rest!"

The uncle's cigarette rod hit the ground, and a cloud of black burnt smoke rolled out, "I can't sleep well at night with the child, and it will be fine in a year or two. This child is three years old, and he should be sensible..."

The redness and swelling on Sanbao's face has receded, and his pink face is very cute. The uncle wanted to touch him, but Sanbao shrank into the grass root's arms with his mouth pursed, silently resisting other people's touch.

A little embarrassed, the uncle withdrew his hand, "Cough... this kid still doesn't want others to approach him!"

"He has such a bad temper, don't worry about it." He looked down at his son, and wiped the drool on his chin with a grassroots hand, "Baby, you can't be rude, let grandpa hug..."

The big eyeballs turned and turned, and simply hid the small face in the arms of the grass roots, an ostrich's evasive posture.

Don't want hugs from others, just horses...

The grass roots were embarrassed, and smiled apologetically at the old man. The old man knew that San Bao's strange temper didn't bother him, he patted the back of the little guy's head, and went back to look at his stall.

There was no one around at noon, and the heat made people want to sleep. Sambo curled up in the grass roots, dozing off little by little. The grass roots stared at the hot asphalt road, and continued to wander the sky.

Han Kaixiu never showed up after he left that day. He once thought that the man was just in a fit of anger and he would be fine after a while. His expectations sank to the bottom in the day-by-day disappointment.There was a lingering melancholy between the brows, and the grass roots caressed his son's tender cheeks, "Dad is angry, this time... Maybe we really don't want us anymore, baby, let's go to Dad and beg him not to be angry, okay?" ?”

Of the three children, he doesn't even know what the eldest and the second treasure look like now, and the third treasure has suffered a lot with him, and his dull and dull appearance makes grass roots feel like a knife is twisting.

"My three treasures should live under the protection of my older brothers and sisters, grow up happily, and my poor big and second treasures... I, I'm sorry for you!"

Sanbao opened his eyes bewilderedly, clutching the grass-roots front cloth tightly with his saliva-stained hands, and murmured dreamily, "Ma..."

After staring at the little guy's innocent face for a long time, Caogen made up his mind to stand up, twisted a wet towel to cover Sanbao's head and face, and rushed under the sun.

The old man next door was calling, "Grass root, where are you going?"

"I have something to do, sir, please help me look after the stall!" Leaving a word, the grass roots left in a hurry.

The sun shines on the grass roots from among the dejected branches, like tiny stars, sweat seeps out from the pores of the whole body, and the thin clothes are wet and stick to the skin, as if the mouth and nose are covered , the skin cannot breathe.

Sanbao is small in size but not light in weight. After crossing an intersection, Caogen's hands were numb and he dared not move. Sanbao was a light sleeper and would cry when he fell asleep.

I don’t remember the name of that hotel, and everyone knows the building that is being renovated across the street. I asked people all the way, and finally stood in front of the dusty construction site, looking at the hotel I visited once, with mixed feelings in my heart.

Sweat flowed down the cheeks, Caogen felt the sweat stains on the skin, as if coated with oil, it was very uncomfortable.

In the hot weather, Grassroots has always been wearing a long-sleeved shirt, which tightly wraps his thin body. The sweaty sleeves wiped his face. Without the cover of sweat beads, Grassroots can see more clearly the direction he is going.

In that direction, there is his man.

The only advantage of the hotel in City G is that it is convenient to get in. Even though the grass root is in a mess, the front desk just glanced at him lightly.

Caogen found the elevator, and Han Kaixiu couldn't remember how many floors he had. He guessed how many floors he pressed, looking for it layer by layer, and went back again when he felt something was wrong...

While Grassroots was searching on one of the floors, Han Kaixiu was walking towards the elevator while talking with several subordinates on the upper floor.

Two elevators, one up and one down...

The two identical buttons pull each other apart in an instant.

Tired, unable to stop, his heart was flustered, and he kept telling himself that he must be found.

A cleaner was cleaning, and Grass Root hurried forward, "Do you know where that Mr. Han lives next?"

Pointing to the ground, the cleaner replied impatiently, "Just left, we are cleaning his room now..."

gone!

Unable to believe what he heard, Grass Root felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground. When he collected himself, he asked in a panic, "How long have they been gone? Did you say where they were going?"

"It's not long since I left, how would I know where I'm going... Get out of the way, don't stop me from doing things..."

Unspeakable emotions welled up in my heart, and the grass roots supported the wall to prevent myself from falling.

Gone, just go.

You didn't even leave me a word of farewell, Xiu...do you really want me?

Unable to restrain the trembling body, Sambo woke up, and the subconscious tightness of the grass roots made him uncomfortable, "Well... Ma Ma...