Children are just bored, what is pitiful, they are just annoying bugs, what is there to be pitiful, they are so useless with compassion, they are so boring.
This little princess born with a golden spoon is really hard to serve.
I can't even protect myself now, so how can I have the energy to take care of a damn bug?
Although Ye Xiaoyu thought so, she still pretended to be gentle, "Oh, Jasmine, I'm so embarrassed. When I walked to the roadside just now, I didn't see clearly because of the beach water. Maybe it was this pitiful
The butterfly died in the accumulated water, it’s so pitiful.”
"Yes." Jasmine carefully wiped off the butterfly's wings with a napkin, her expression full of regret.
Then he walked to the side, dug a hole in the soil, buried the butterfly wings carefully, then clasped his hands in front of it, closed his eyes, and prayed: "Butterfly butterfly, hurry up and go to heaven,
Fly to heaven and be a human being in the next life, and stop being a butterfly."
Ye Xiaoyu hugged her arms and watched from behind.
I thought to myself that the children were so annoying, so I was in great trouble.
This must have been taken by Ye Huanyan. I remember that before, Situ Moli was full of arrogance. Not to mention butterflies, she even looked at people directly. But I didn’t expect that after being with Ye Huanyan for so long, she turned into a
A little Virgin.
A broken bug is still buried.
boring!
Ye Huanyan, what magic do you have?
"Uncle Cai's car is here, let's go back, aunt."
"Yeah, OK."
As he said that, Ye Xiaoyu took Jasmine with him and walked towards the car that Lao Cai drove at the school gate.
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As soon as the figures of the two disappeared, a slender, handsome figure slowly walked out of the bushes.
He frowned and looked at the sports car that flashed by at the gate, and then looked at the pit that Situ Moli dug on the mud just now, the butterfly grave standing.
He shook his head, and this little girl, didn't expect to be really caring.
It's just a dead butterfly. Is it necessary to bury it so hard?
But Huo Ziming had to admit that when he saw Situ Moli use her small, pink and tender hands to bury the broken wings of the butterfly into the soil, he felt a warm current in his heart flowing slowly.
Pass.
Subconsciously, he touched the wound on his shoulder. After being scratched by the cat last time, although the wound healed quickly, it still left a shallow scar.
My mother was very worried and often asked him to apply herbs, but he didn't care too much.
He is a man, and even a scar is nothing.
However, at this moment, the shoulder marks on his shoulder seemed to hurt, as if reminding him not to have any good feelings for Situ Moli, the willful little princess, or something terrible would definitely happen.
Huo Ziming suddenly realized that he had already begun to have a good impression of her again without realizing it. This feeling was really strange.
However, why didn’t Ye Xiaoyu admit that she trampled the butterfly to death?
Still so pitiful, he apologized in a hypocritical manner.
It seems that she is really good at pretending to be the first and second.
Her husband was so pitiful. He couldn't help but marry such a woman. He frowned and began to feel a little sympathetic to Cheesetu Moli again.