Devil's Body Temperature (MTL) [COMPLETED]

3. Darling

Pei Chuan felt angry, and although he didn't know why, he threw his teeth again.

The little girl continued to pick him up, and every time she picked it up, she was afraid of shooting ash, put it on his lap, and raised her head to smile at him.

Waiting for the sixth time, she carefully put it on his lap.

He teared it away with no expression on his face.

Beiyao's yellowish hair was soft, and she tied two small grapples.

Pei Chuan felt that she would definitely cry, just like Chen Hu, crying terribly, and then complained to the teacher. All the children in the kindergarten didn't like him. He was quiet and had no friends before he broke his leg. The children all felt that he was lonely and difficult to get along with.

Bei Yao knew that all the injured people were like a hedgehog, but their hearts were still soft.

She asked him in a naive tone of a four-year-old child: "If you don't play, let's go home? My mother didn't come to pick me up. Will we go home by ourselves?"

He didn't speak, but when Pei Yao reached out to touch his wheelchair, he suddenly hit his hand on the back of her hand.

He didn't show mercy at all, and he snapped loudly. Her soft hands suddenly turned red.

Beiyao subconsciously shrank his hand back.

She looked down at her little hand, and Pei Chuan was also looking at the hand he had beaten.

The girl's fleshy little hands are white and soft, and there are a few small nests on the back of the hands. Pei Yao was afraid of pain when she was a child, and the injection could make her tremble. Pei Chuan severed his palm by nature, and beat it mercilessly with unexpected pain.

Bei Yao sighed in his heart.

He really doesn't get along.

She wanted to say something more. Zhao Zhilan's figure had appeared on the path outside the kindergarten.

Bei Yao twisted her eyebrows gently, Zhao Zhilan came over to hug Bei Yao, and then greeted Teacher Xiao Zhao. When passing by Pei Chuan, she also softened: "Pei Chuan, Aunt Zhao takes you home."

Pei Chuan lowered his head and clasped the door with his fingers.

Teacher Xiao Zhao smiled embarrassedly: "Mother Bei Yao, please go first."

Zhao Zhilan had to hold Bei Yao away.

She hugged her soft daughter and sighed softly: "Ah, what did those couples do, the child's character became like this ..."

When they went away, Xiao Zhao touched Pei Chuan's head with a smile.

Pei Chuan was motionless, and Teacher Xiao Zhao followed his gaze, only to find that he was looking at the mother and daughter at the end of the road.

Zhao Zhilan folded a small yellow wildflower and pinned it on the little girl's hair. The big eyes of the girl doll in her arms bent into a crescent moon.

Innocently happy and cute.

Pei Chuan's eyes fell on Bei Yao.

For a long time, he spread his hands, and a piece of paper plane fragments hidden in his palm, he silently released it.

The paper flew away with the wind.

He knew she lied to him, and her mother would come to pick her up.

After dinner, Beiyao opened the bedroom window, took advantage of Zhao Zhilan to wash the dishes, stepped on the stool and looked over.

The electric light on the fourth floor opposite is on.