One day, Fu Xixue returned from herding cattle and saw Hua Junchi sitting on a bamboo bench in front of his house, teaching Xiaoyu to assemble a car model. She didn't know when Hua Junchi, who was housebound, hooked up with Xiao Yu. The two families were separated by mountains and rivers, so they were destined to meet each other, and she was happy in her heart.
Everyone has a love for beauty. If you can just stare at your brother's friend for a few hours, you don't need to charge for it, right?
Fu Xixue not only looked at Xiaoyu's blessing unscrupulously, but also stretched out her "devil claws" to pinch Hua Junchi's little face. It was as slippery as a boiled egg with the shell removed. Instead of being angry, he smiled at her.
My name is Hua Junchi, you can call me Ajun.
Arjun.
The car in the distance slowed down and turned left, heading towards the entrance of Epiphyllum Village. Fu Xixue realized that the little boy who was as delicate as a porcelain doll was just gone.