Bamboo branch girl

Huang dragged Zhuji to the beach.

Many people greeted Huang on the road, but he just nodded and passed by.At this moment, he just wanted to find a place to take a good look at Zhuji's appearance carefully.

After the fire, Zhuji was not broken or damaged, but now she is still healthy and healthy, obediently following Huang's instructions, sitting on the edge of the reef, waiting for Huang's questioning.

Huang didn't ask any questions, he suddenly bent down like a ghost, opened his hands, and hugged Zhuji's whole body.

"Why did Huang hug Zhuji?" Zhuji's body was startled, her face was hot, and she couldn't get used to it.Because in the past only Wannianzhu could hug her.

"Don't move, sit down obediently." Huang Bujue hugged him a little tighter, although his body is not too big, but when he grows up, he will become as tall and strong as the adults in the village, to protect what he wants to protect people.

"Hmm..." Zhu Ji stretched out her hand to hug Huang's waist, touched it, it was thinner than Wannian bamboo, it was very tactile, she couldn't help pinching Huang's waist through her clothes.

Itching to laugh out loud.

In order to retaliate, Huang also scratched Zhuji's waist a few times, so that she would laugh and beg for mercy.Zhu Ji sat still, letting Huang tickle her.

Zhuji didn't smile, because she didn't feel anything.Huang thought that Zhuji was born with a body that was not easy to itch, so he gave up teasing her, and instead sat side by side with her and watched the sea.

When the sea breeze blows, the clothes of the two of them are blown up, making their faces itchy.

A moment later, Zhuji covered her stomach and laughed out loud, almost rolling off the rock, but luckily Huang Yan quickly gave her a hand.At this time, Zhuji was still laughing non-stop, and the laughter spread with the sea breeze, attracting many people to watch.

Huang hurriedly jumped off the reef, took Zhuji's hand and ran to a place where no one was around.After running for about two or three miles, Zhuji stopped laughing. She was gasping for breath, laughing until she lost all energy.

So it turned out that Huang finally understood.

Zhuji didn't smile when she was tickled, it turned out that the reflex arc was too long.

It's been a long time since I messed around like this. For more than a month, Huang has been suppressing himself.When he got the news of burning the bamboo forest from the little fat man, he really wanted to find a secret place to cry.But Huang is deep in his heart, and reminds himself all the time that he can't show his vulnerable side to everyone.

Everyone in the village placed great admiration on Huang.When he said he was sad, everyone panicked.

Huang returned to his previous state, and became serious: "Stop playing, I almost laughed until my back hurts. Let me ask you, how did you escape from that fire?"

Zhuji pinched the silk flower hair ornament hanging from her hair, only to realize that a tassel was broken.She immediately tucked the broken tassel into her hair as if nothing happened.Then, Zhuji glanced at Huang secretly, and after observing that there was no expression on his face, she said slowly: "Fire? But I, I am by Daddy's side, there is no fire, I am afraid of fire."

Huang patted Zhuji's head: "Forget it, sorry you can't remember."

This time it was finally not a knife attack, Huang was finally willing to touch her head normally.Obviously he is a gentle person, but he often refuses to express it.

The long flute sound came from the valley.

That was the sound of Wannian Zhu calling Zhu Ji back.

Zhu Ji only recognizes Wannianzhu's flute sound, and his flute sound is the most unique, and no one can imitate it.Zhuji approached Huang, a small hand tugged Huang's sleeve vigorously: "Daddy's flute sound... Zhuji has to go to a new home."

"New home?" Huang didn't understand.

"Well, there is no bamboo forest, go find Zhulin to live in." Zhuji recalled what Wannianzhu said.

"Really, you're leaving the village?" Huang's eyes drifted away, and he deliberately didn't look at Zhuji's hazy eyes.

"No... I don't want to..." Zhu Ji was as thin as a mosquito, and lowered her head.

"It's just right to leave, the ears are clean." Huang turned his back and spoke easily.

Zhuji cried and said: "But..."

Huang still didn't look at her face, and listed her shortcomings one by one: "Troublesome, crying, stupid, and unable to understand human speech, she is simply a troublesome ghost."

Zhuji said what she wanted in her heart: "I want to...follow, follow Huang."

Huang knew that it was extremely unsafe for Zhuji to stay in the human village.

Human beings are really cruel sometimes, and once he saw with his own eyes that the adults in the village hired a few monks to catch a few rat monsters that haunted the back mountain.Just because those mouse monsters stole corn to eat, they were judged to be bad monsters, and after catching them, they tied their hands and feet with stones and threw them directly into the sea.

Huang still clearly remembers those grown-ups cheering and jumping at the seaside and scolding monsters to be damned.

"It's best to leave quickly, lest I always have a follower behind me." Huang finally said cruelly, he only hoped that Zhuji could hide well and not be discovered by anyone.

Zhuji raised her head and looked at Huang. (Q﹏Q)

After hesitating for a long time, Zhuji was willing to let go of his sleeve.She didn't understand why Huang was in such a hurry to drive people away, she just wanted to play with Huang.

The sound of Wannianzhu's flute became louder and more urgent, and Zhuji had to leave immediately.

While sad, she ran in the direction of the flute.

The sound of the flute comes from the mountain, the sound is lingering, and it flows between the valleys. Even the gurgling springs cannot compare with the sound of the flute.

Wannianzhu told Zhuji that one day she will also learn to play the flute, and the flute can be used as a weapon to protect herself and her companions.Herbal monsters like Wannianzhu are born to protect and help others, so they can easily cultivate into gods.

Zhu Ji didn't know whether she wanted to become a god or not, and she didn't know the benefits of becoming a god. Anyway, Wannianzhu said so, so she had to listen.

Suddenly, Zhuji stopped.

Beside the stream, a fat figure was fetching water with a wooden barrel.The little boy was sweating profusely, and half of the clothes on his back were wet. He carried a bucket in both hands and walked with his legs apart. He took two steps, stopped for a while, and raised his sleeves to wipe the sweat.

Zhuji recognized the boy in front of him, not only recognized him, but also knew him very well.She stood where she was and called a few times: "Brother Fatty, Brother Fatty~"

Because seeing Brother Fatty, he forgot all about Huang driving her away just now, and his mood wasn't so bad.

The little fat man staggered in fright, and his whole body fell backwards, hitting the bucket next to him.He was so heavy that he tipped the bucket, and the water in it flowed back along the rocks to the stream.

However, his focus is not here.

The little fat man's gaze stayed on Zhuji.Suddenly, he got up quickly, bypassed Zhuji, jumped into the stream and rolled a few times, his fat body made the water splash, making his body cool down a lot, but his whole body was soaked.

The little fat man tried his best to calm himself down, buried his head in the stream, and when he was almost out of breath in the water, the little fat man definitely looked at Zhu Ji who was squatting by the stream.

The little fat man's lips and teeth were trembling: "Yes... yes... is it Zhuji's soul? Are you reading that right? My God! My eyes must be broken!"

Zhuji didn't understand why the little fat man was trembling all over, so she called out a few more times: "Brother Fatty, Brother Fatty!"

"I'm here, I'm here!" The little fat man got up from the stream, and carefully touched Zhuji's fingers, and the temperature from the fingertips made him sure that the Zhuji in front of him was not a ghost. "You, you, you, you have already...! Yes, yes... There is temperature!"

"Why is Fatty afraid?" In Zhuji's perception, trembling is fear, and fear leads to trembling.

When the little fat man saw Zhu Ji, he couldn't say anything. He clarified tremblingly: "No, I'm not afraid, but it's just too sudden! You weren't burned! How did you escape! Why did you escape for so long? Don’t come and tell me! I’m so worried, I’m really worried! I’m so worried that I’m scared. No, no, no, what am I talking about, it’s not that I’m afraid, the fat man is not afraid.”

The little fat man couldn't speak clearly, and the more he spoke, the more confused he became, and he hugged him wet all over.

Just like Huang, the little fat man wanted to hug Zhuji when he saw her, because she was so cute.Among the girls he had met, none of them could call him fat brother in a soft voice like Zhuji.

Zhuji asked the same question: "Brother Fatty, why...hug?"

Only then did the little fat man realize that his whole body was dripping wet, which made Zhuji's clothes wet, so he quickly let go of his hand, and smiled awkwardly: "I hugged you because I was too excited, brother fat likes you." ah."

Zhuji tilted her head: "Do you like hugging?"

The little fat man raised a finger, nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."

Zhuji stretched out her hand forward, she wanted to hug the little fat man back, but the fat man's waist was too fat, round and round like a ball, she couldn't even hold half of it with her open arms, so she could only say aggrievedly: "Zhu Ji can't hug him." .”

The little fat man was dumbfounded.

He rubbed the fat around his waist, sticking together in lumps, it was really unattractive.

The little fat man scratched his head, showing his white teeth: "Oh? What? There's nothing I can do about it. I was born so fat, ah...it's embarrassing to be called out by girls."

He also knows that he is the fattest kid in the village, and he thinks being fat is a symbol of wealth and power.Normally, the little fat man doesn't care much about his appearance, but now that Zhu Ji said so, he cares a little bit.

The author has something to say: Fork's waist and Brother Huang's waist should be easy to touch.

It is said that Zhuji will be obsessed with Brother Huang later and become a sick girl (that is, the kind who will not touch Brother Huang to anyone, and will be super fierce when touched), so please cherish the current Zhuji.