My mind is full of scum

Early in the morning, the sun gives warm and bright seeds to the earth. The white exterior wall of Xiaoyanglou is therefore beautiful. The cherry blossom garden is full of fruits and buds, just waiting for the flowers to bloom one day. It's just that now is not the time. Today is Saturday, and Jiuyin is naturally sleeping late. I don't know why, I don't feel like waking up. Conscious, but the eyelids are heavy to death. I can't open it, and I lie asleep. Just like thunder, earthquake and volcanic eruption, nine tones are not going to get up and run for their lives. With the quilt in his feet and the pillow in his hands, he fell asleep... Yongxia stood outside the door, looking at Jiu Yin and shaking his head. He had seen a girl sleeping like this for the first time. Gong Xinle is very disciplined, with a straight body, a quilt on the edge of her belly, and fluffy hair scattered on her hair, like a sleeping beauty. And the nine-tone hair is messy and scattered around, and the quilt is casually rolled... a little more unrestrained and free. It makes people feel a little sleepy. But Yongxia is not a human being, a vampire, living for blood. Yongxia opened the refrigerator, skillfully took out the bag, put it on the plate, put it in the microwave oven, and heated the milk after adjusting the temperature difference. Yongxia clearly knows that Chen Butler bought it. This kind of thing happened, but Yongxia ignored it. It's late in the morning after I'm busy. Jiuyin also got up, rubbing his eyes and opening his mouth. It seems that I didn't sleep enough, my hair was scattered on my shoulders, wearing pinch shoes, and I was sleepy in pink... "Wow! You made breakfast?" Nine-tone clothes very surprised appearance, unbelievable looking at Yongxia with apron, the appearance of the family master man. There is no school's cold and indifferent expression. It's two people, so to speak. "Are you Yongxia's twin brother?" Nine tones say cute. Yongxia put down the milk on his hand, white nine tones, no good voice gas said: "You idiot, I don't have a brother!" Then he went to Jiuyin and gave Jiuyin a chestnut. It looks like a lot of strength, but in fact Yongxia didn't give any strength at all. Hearing the screams of nine tones pretending to be forced, Yongxia once again gave a white look at nine tones. "Well, don't play, you brush your teeth and wash your face, and then come to eat." Yongxia put gentle tone and pushed nine tones out. I gently sucked a mouthful of steaming milk. The whole room is cold-conditioned. I can't feel the heat of summer at all, and I feel a little warm when I look at the sunshine outside the glass window. Yongxia bored scold themselves: Idiot, are you with nine tones for a long time, and you have become brain-dead? Eating breakfast, nine tones take a look at Yongxia from time to time, and then bite bread and drink milk. Curious about what happened in my heart, Yongxia actually made breakfast, which is very strange! Do you want me to cook breakfast for yourself? I've made my own breakfast. It should be a big deal, right? Don't... nine sounds unconsciously think crooked. Gloomy face, said in a low voice: "Yongxia, I don't sell myself when I work!" The bread in Yongxia's mouth falls down, which is very unsightly. Yongxia doesn't know what this guy's brain is filled with nine tones! Bean curd residue? How can you think of the word "selling yourself"? Did my surprise turn into shock? Scared nine tones? But it feels the same. I can't believe I cooked breakfast for Jiuyin, a brain-dead guy. Consciousness is actually about nine tones, because it is afraid that nine tones are hungry. Why do you cook breakfast for people you hate? But also for the stupid human beings. The seed of "like" sprouted new buds in the heart, and there was a trace of excitement on each other's chest. There is a faint feeling, but it can't be constructed into a feeling that people know. So they don't know, even Yongxia doesn't know. They lost their way in the dark. I don't know what. "What's in your head! It's a mess. Always talking nonsense." Yongxia stood up, raccoon with both hands, and walked over. Say contemptuously; "This young master is better to you, and you will think about it. I don't know what your mind is filled with." Yongxia said while walking, and then held out his hand, pressed the head of nine tones hard, and played with a sadistic smile. Nine tones struggled to open, and roared at Yongxia and said, "You... you are bored and want to murder me." Yong Xia suddenly feel speechless, their rice have to murder the meaning of nine tones, is because of boredom press anthracene a bit of her head. It's not that serious. After breakfast, nine tones and Yongxia went back to their rooms, and the bowls and saucers were cleaned up by nine tones. Yongxia sat on the sofa in the room, feeling bored, always feeling that he had done something missing, and rehearsed what happened just now in his mind. Find yourself saying a word less. Recalling nine tones roaring at themselves. Yongxia smiled, even in his heart. "Do you like her? Yongxia." Yongxia asked himself in his heart that he didn't understand. There is a vague feeling in my heart. Feelings that can't be expressed in words. Let Yongxia feel clear and confused, and his chest is heartache. Let Yongxia fidget. I heard the sound of quilt breaking not far away. Let Yongxia run out quickly. Nine-tone boundless first set, the glass tied to the hand, tears flowed out at once, and blood quickly overflowed. The next second, Yongxia's lips have been slowly squirming on the nine-tone fingers. Like in spring, nine tones are still in the mountains, sitting on the lawn, and the insects in spring creep slowly on the fingers of nine tones, and the wind blows gently, giving nine tones a cool pleasure. Yongxia sucks, sweet taste. Let Yongxia involuntarily suck a little more, infatuated with it, and keep this action. Indulge in it, until the nine tones struggled to open, Yongxia didn't let go. I glanced at it and found a pile of glass and a chemistry textbook on the ground. There is also some inexplicable mess of water. Curious to ask: "What are you doing? Make a mess here. It's boring!" Yongxia pretended to be angry. Well... sweat... "I'm really bored, so I came to do the experiment." Nine tones lowered their heads and hooked their fingers. Yongxia suddenly realized that he really seemed to be stuffy with nine tones. Want to think, Yongxia said a sentence to take nine sounds out to play. Then he turned and left. Listening to the cheerful sound of nine tones, Yongxia also smiled. The sea of happiness soaked Yongxia. "Do you really like her? Mom, with her, there is no sadness and emptiness." Jiang Tian is in the dark black world. He is looking for the sea of blood and Linger... . . . . . . . . . . . There is something wrong with the computer, so I can't surf the Internet, so it's a little late. Dear readers, please forgive me for my trouble. Liang Xi is a junior high school student with problems in the senior high school entrance examination, alas. It makes people struggle,,,, but the article will definitely be more,,,