When I walked out of the garden, I saw Bing Yeyu playing happily with his brothers and sisters like a child. It was not obvious at all that he was a murderous gangster. There were also a group of men in black standing outside the door, holding hands.
I was holding boxes after boxes of things. When I saw the old dean coming out, I took everything in and put it in front of us. When we opened it, we found that it was full of food, drink, and even stationery.
.These... were all prepared by Bing Yeyu. I glanced at Bing Yeyu gratefully, but to my surprise, he looked at me with a charming smile and said: "As long as you are happy, baby, I will do anything you want me to do."
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After playing with my brothers and sisters for a while, I reluctantly said goodbye to them with tears in my eyes.
The car drove slowly, and I lay by the window and watched my brothers and sisters waving to me vigorously. My nose suddenly became sore and my tears fell down disobediently. Wow... I don't know when we can see each other again...
··Brothers and sisters, please take good care of yourself! My sister will miss you!
"Ugh..." As soon as the car drove away, I curled up and cried hard, regardless of who else was in the car.
Suddenly I felt something move around me, and then there were hands hugging my whole body: "Baby, be good, stop crying."
I cried harder when I heard Bing Yeyu's comforting voice: "Woo... I don't know when... I'll be able to see my brothers and sisters. I miss them... Wu...
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"Be good, I will take you to see them when I have time in the future. Don't cry anymore, baby, you are still crying like a kitten at such a big age." Bing Yeyu held my face and wiped my tears.
, and then hugged me tightly: "Stop crying, baby. I feel even sadder when I see you crying..."
After listening to his words, my tears stopped flowing and I looked up at Bing Yeyu stupidly.
"Good boy, stop crying. Can I take you to eat the beef you like tonight?" Bing Yeyu coaxed me like a child. When I heard this, I hurriedly wiped my tears with my hands and nodded to him desperately.
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As if he suddenly thought of something, he stretched out his hand and gently tapped the slightly swollen left side of his face, and then asked distressedly: "Does it hurt?"
I don’t know why, but it hurts me to see the slightly swollen left side of his handsome face.