Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

Chapter 110 There is one kind of person in this world called homosexuality

The scream of the dying pig pierced the sky. I quickened my pace, but I could still hear it. Those people's pig killing skills were obviously rubbish. They didn't let it die with the least pain, but kept screaming out of breath.

I couldn't help running, and green and yellow weeds grew tenaciously in the gaps between the bluestone slabs on the path, and some fruit trees were sparsely planted on both sides, which couldn't stop the pigs from screaming.

"Don't be afraid, you won't be able to hear me if I cover your ears." The little fat man covered my ears with one fat hand, and pressed my head against his fat and immature chest

"I'm so scared... Uncle beat me again yesterday... A bamboo stick broke... He said he was going to sell me to a pig butcher... hiccup …”

"He is a dog, you, you have to be strong, you listen to him first, pretend to be good... Let me see, where is the hit?

"I've pretended to be good..." I sobbed, tears were soaked on his soft fabric, and a small piece of flesh-like breast was wet.

The little fat man patted me on the back: "Persevere, when I grow up, 12 years old, or ten years old is enough, I will take you to escape, and burn down your uncle's house with a fire before I leave, I will ride a bicycle , let's steal one and I'll take you out.

A ten-year-old dark-skinned boy swooped down from the slope in front of him on a bicycle that didn't match his body shape. The wheels rolled on the stone road and the car rattled and rattled. He focused on the road and swung at the bottom of the slope. Borrowing the force of his momentum, he stomped his feet hard to rush up the slope of the main road, passing by the tall boy like the wind.

Mu Junchen turned his head, watched the little boy ride away, and then turned his head to look at me.

There is already a distance of two hundred meters between us, and each other sees a small figure, whose expression is not clear. My side is higher, sitting under the loquat tree on a low slope, and I can still look down on him .

I pulled a handful of grass in my hand and thought bitterly, damn Mu Junchen, after standing so far away, he has turned into a small shadow, and that shadow still looks very handsome.

Mu Junchen walked slowly up the dirt slope with his two long legs, and sat me down with his arms on his knees, in a very handsome posture.

I also changed it and learned the same one.

"Are you also afraid of watching pig slaughter?" He asked casually.

I didn't say a word. For a man, this is really a humiliating thing.But I was a little confused, why did he say "yes", was he also afraid? Since he was afraid, why did he look like he wanted to see it just now?

He handed me a piece of paper wrapped in chewing gum. I didn’t think about it, but the chewing gum in my mouth was tasteless, so I spit it out, wrapped it in paper and put it in my coat pocket, thinking that I would find another place to get it later. .

As soon as my hand was pulled out of my pocket, it was true that my chin was grabbed by a big hand. Mu Junchen turned my face away and leaned closer.

Mouthful of cool and fiery mint.

"The two brothers are kissing." A childish voice sounded from the side.

Mu Junchen let me go immediately, my face was hot, and I wiped my lips with the back of my hand.

"Let's go, let's go to another place." Mu Junchen stood up and left, ignoring me after the doggy kiss.

I got up too, only to realize that the people who saw us kissing were two four or five-year-old girls, their black and white eyes widened and they looked at me curiously.

"Why did the two brothers kiss?" the older one asked, his innocent eyes full of curiosity.

Mu Junchen stood by the side as if nothing had happened, looked at me, and didn't intend to answer.

I really want to fall off the slope and forget it.

"I am, I'm from my sister...just had my hair cut, hehehe." I explained bravely.

"My sister's voice is very similar to my brother's." The younger one said softly, puzzled.

Hehehehehe you little brat can tell the difference.

"There is a kind of people in this world called homosexuals,

I looked at him in disbelief: "What are you talking about with two such young children?"

Mu Junchen's face changed slightly, and he said a little angrily: "You are the one who wants to explain to them, but you can't explain clearly! Who would believe that you are a gang?"

I subconsciously said: "How come no one believes it? It's good that some people believe it.

Mu Junchen was startled, stopped talking, turned around sullenly and walked up the gentle slope.

After finishing the ball, he said the wrong thing again.