I stared at them intently, raised the stick in my hand, and took a bite out of the golden and shiny squab as if to vent my anger. It was so hot that my tongue was about to melt!
Throwing the squab in Sima Yang's direction, I lowered my head, stretched out my tongue, waved my palms and fanned wildly...
While fanning myself, I couldn't help but glance at the two people not far away from the corner of my eye. ( ) →
In the flickering firelight, Hu Xiang leaned on Sima Yang's shoulder, twitching his shoulders and crying with tears in his eyes. Sima Yang had a doting smile on his face, patted Hu Xiang's head again and again, and whispered softly.
comfort.
On the continuous grassland, two slender shadows overlapped each other, stretched and stretched again, as if they were solidified. Even the slightest blow on the grass could not shake it... [
How dazzling!
I puffed up my cheeks and glared at them, turned over and lay down, closed my eyes, lowered my voice, and kept moving my lips: "One sheep, two sheep, three sheep..."
After counting for an unknown amount of time, Huxiang's faint sobbing sounds slowly disappeared, and I fell asleep in a daze.
In my sleep, I dreamed that I found an ancient mirror and returned to modern times with a smile on my face. I sat on a chair with my legs crossed, drinking fragrant oolong tea and nibbling plump sunflower seeds. I looked at Sima in the mirror with a queenly expression.
Yang Yang and Sima Qing burst out laughing at the scene where they were biting their little hands and crying all day long because they missed me...