[Wolverine] The man who fell wood

Although Logan stopped talking, Cynthia was still immersed in the wonderful feeling of her first spring heart.

The feelings of a girl are like the dew on the rose after the rain, the light smoke in the lotus pond under the moon, the first love is always precious, and Cynthia feels that she is willing to give it to the man beside her.

This sacrificial mood made Cynthia want to know more about this man, so she put aside the girl's shyness and arrogance, and asked a lot of questions about this man, although most of his answers were "um", "ah" and "yes". , or give her a sideways look, but Cynthia just thinks he is really attractive.

Of course, Logan didn't know what flowers and moons in Cynthia's heart were thinking of little girls. He just felt that the road he used to walk was so long, so long that he was about to explode, so long that he Self-control is all gone.

This is not enough, the little girl named Cynthia has seduced him endlessly, although all his attention is on controlling himself, the chirping sound from that red tender mouth keeps repeating , teasing his sensitive nerves again and again.

The little girl next to him was unwilling to talk to himself, and always stopped to ask him. Logan had no choice but to grit his teeth and answer quickly.Anyway, Bradley told him that when a woman talks, a man just needs a quiet "um", "ah" and "yes".

Sometimes the little girl leaned too far to touch him, and he would give her a fierce look to draw her attention: I am driving.

In this way, one person in the car, with the spring breeze blowing on his face, and one person being tortured, unexpectedly arrived at the destination in harmony.

Cynthia tenderly watched Logan walking towards the truck entering the mountain with an axe, and once again said with emotion: "It's so cool that he left without saying goodbye to me..."

Cynthia didn't look back until she could no longer see the truck.Turn to observe the lumberyard.

After looking around, I found a little boy behind the pile of wood.Cynthia walked over quickly, looked at the little boy playing with sawdust, and said softly, "Hello, little gentleman, do you know there is another man named Bill here?"

The little boy raised his head and looked at the beautiful big sister in front of him: "There are two Bills here."

"Bill Nye."

"What do you want from my father?" the little boy said.

"Your father, are you Dumbo?" Cynthia was so happy that she saw her younger brother right away.

"Hey, I've grown up, don't call me Zai by that name anymore." The little boy turned his back and pouted his buttocks to continue digging wood chips. He decided to ignore this big sister, who just now called himself a little gentleman of.

"Andre, I'm sorry, I'm Cynthia, did your father mention me to you?" Cynthia turned to Andre and asked gently.

"Cynthia? You are the daughter of my aunt in America." But the little boy still looked angry and not very interested.

"If you're looking for my dad, walk in along this road, he's in the office inside." After finishing speaking, he ignored people again.

"Andre, are you still angry? I'm just so happy to see you." Cynthia asked for forgiveness again, "You're a man, aren't you? Forgive me generously."

After thinking for a while, Andre Manly Man Ney said: "Well, I forgive you. But next time you call me that, I will be very angry, very angry, you know."

"I see. Can we go find your father together? I want to stay with you for a while." Cynthia said.

"Okay." After finishing speaking, he patted the sawdust on his hands and took Cynthia's hand.

The two came to Bill's office together, and Cynthia saw her uncle. Although he was a little strange, the similarity of his mother's eyebrows and eyes made her feel very cordial.

"Cynthia, my little princess, you have grown up so much." The uncle choked up and said, "You and your mother are so much alike when you were young, so much alike."

Sure enough, as my mother said, my uncle is a person full of emotions.

Facing such an uncle, Cynthia didn't know how to react.

Although I couldn't imagine what kind of expression my uncle would have if he knew that his mother had "eloped" with her young boyfriend and didn't come to see him, but seeing the burly and bushy-haired uncle crying, Cynthia still There was a strange sense of pleasure.

When he knew that Cynthia was going to live in Canada for a period of time but left the clothes in the hotel, his uncle immediately absented himself from work, and took her back to Vancouver to check out without saying a word.

Cynthia was very guilty and moved when her uncle left his job for her.

As a result, when Andre told him that the lumberyard belonged to his uncle, and he often found excuses to miss work and be lazy, she was only moved by "...".

After packing up, my uncle didn't take her back to the lumber camp, but sent her to a town near the lumber camp.After arriving, Cynthia knew that this was her uncle's home.

Then, Cynthia met her aunt, she was a hearty woman, she was slightly fat, and her facial features were ordinary, but you would like her very much when you saw her.

She was arranged by her aunt in the room of her uncle's daughter Yelena. She is studying abroad now and will not come back in a short time.Aunt let her live in peace.

After taking a bath, Cynthia half-lyed on the bed and began to write in her diary.She thought she would really fall in love with this place, everything here is so pure, pure mountains, pure woods, pure family, and, that man.

At the last moment of falling asleep, what appeared in front of her eyes was the pair of eyes staring at her, just like the first day the king came to her side, fierce, but also longing...

The next morning, Cynthia got up early and prepared breakfast with her aunt.

Instead of the fairy style of the first day, Cynthia braided a braid casually, letting it hang naturally on her chest, then carefully left a little hair on the forehead, and loosened the braid a little.

She didn't wear makeup today, just put some lip balm on her lips, but her whole face looked lively and lovely.

Put on a tender pink T-shirt, a pair of fat jeans with straps, and a pair of white shoes.Cynthia felt that she had become a proper town girl.

While having breakfast, Cynthia asked to go to the lumberyard with her uncle. Although she had prepared a reason, she was still a little nervous.The uncle was very moved when he heard this, and said that Cynthia was such a good child, and then he saw that his uncle was teary-eyed throughout the breakfast time.

Although it wasn't what uncle thought, but uncle made an excuse for himself, and was moved to tears, and she wouldn't be so stupid as to say it wasn't because of this.

After happily eating breakfast, Cynthia and Andre followed their uncle to the lumberyard.

Before the car drove in, Cynthia saw the person she wanted to see at a glance. He was still wearing the vest from yesterday, with a cigar in his mouth, and he was talking to a group of people with an ax on his back.

Seeing Bill's car coming, he and a group of people looked this way.

Wanting to see him made Cynthia jump out of the car impatiently, seeing him stunned for a while after seeing her, she suddenly felt very happy.

How nice, the people you want to see also want to see yourself.

Uncle was standing in front of her and assigned tasks to the loggers, and Cynthia couldn't help but smile sweetly at him.

But he, who was opposite her, stood behind the crowd and frowned at her: "What an incomprehensible man." Cynthia was a little sweet and sad.

Until everyone left, Cynthia didn't find a chance to talk to him alone. When she heard her uncle calling her from a distance, she glanced in the direction where Logan left, and left regretfully.

Logan followed a group of people to the wooden pile not far away, and heard David excitedly say in his ear: "Did you see, that girl has been smiling at me."

"Fart, that's laughing at the old man behind you." Logan followed slowly with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I left and she was still staring at me, watching." David continued to babble.

"Still staring at me after leaving? What does she want to do?" Logan was a little annoyed.

"I think she is interested in me, she probably wants to have a fling with me." David boasted.

"Nonsense." The crowd booed him.

"Indeed." Logan replied in his heart, "If she wants to have a fight with you, I will break your third leg with one punch, and then..." Then what will happen to her, and Cynthia Beat up?

Logan admitted that he was reluctant, no one would hit a delicate little girl, right?

He will reason with her and let her understand that at her age, it is wrong to have sex with men easily, and a good girl must learn to protect herself.

Most importantly, don't just smile at men casually.

While thinking about the education of the little girl, I heard a group of people stand together and gag.After David and the others had all entered the mountain in a truck, he walked slowly towards the pile of wood that was transported from the mountain yesterday.

After walking a few steps, Logan saw the little girl sitting on the pile of wood with her back to him, looking at the trucks coming into the mountain in the distance.

"She won't really be interested in David." Thinking of this, Logan coughed heavily.

Seeing the little girl turn her head quickly, and realizing that it was her, the brightened eyes flashed, Logan thought to himself: "It really makes people want to commit a crime to be looked at by such eyes."

"It's very dangerous to sit on it." Logan said, turning to the other side of the wood pile, spreading his hands, intending to hold the little girl down.

The little girl Cynthia was not polite either, she got up and threw herself into the arms of the man in front of her.

Logan, who was under the wood pile, firmly grasped Cynthia's waist with both hands, then lifted it up, quickly hugged his hips with his left hand, supported his waist with his right hand, and pulled the little girl into his arms as soon as he stopped, because he felt that it was too much to hold. Not taking advantage of it, he even weighed it up twice.

After weighing it, Logan realized what he had done. Looking down at the little girl's red cheeks, Logan held his breath, and then put her down as if nothing had happened.

"..." Cynthia.

"..., I'm used to it." Logan said.

For the next time, neither of them spoke, one worked hard, and the other covered his face to hide his shyness.In this weird atmosphere, the two actually made people feel harmonious again, which is really gratifying.