Chapter 33 Romantic Tragedy

Sometimes, playing romance will cause trouble

I walked out of the hotel with a confused look on my face, and asked them to wait in the horizontal chair in Mahao Park. I stopped a taxi and headed straight to Wuyishan Road. There were several special fireworks and firecrackers stores there. I bought a large bag of fireworks and firecrackers. I bought a large bag of fireworks and firecrackers and kicked the foot of Shui Yunyan... When I returned to Mahao Park, I found that no one was there. I was dragging the big bag of things and stood on the horizontal chair. I was stunned. These two people were kidnapped and let me go.

Don't let people get rid of them. I was a little anxious. Just as I was searching around, I saw two people coming over with laughter. Each of them was holding a popsicle in their hands. Seeing me running around, Yingying said happily: Hey, you are with me, are you looking for money?

I wish I could lift her up and throw her into the river. I thought you couldn't think of it anymore. I looked for something valuable left behind. Actually, the one I thought the most was that you two were obviously tit-for-tat in the afternoon. How could you make up now? Woman!

Liang Chen was a little embarrassed. She said that they were a little thirsty after eating hot pot, so she went to the supermarket next to buy two popsicles to eat. Unexpectedly, I happened to come back at this time. After that, I saw the big bag of things I had resisted and asked me curiously: What is that?

Land mine

Tell, you have the ability to carry an atomic bomb to show us. Yingying looked disdainful

I opened the big bag in a flash, and the red flowers were piled up all over the floor. After seeing this, they were stunned for a moment, then cheered and ran over and threw me aside and started to dig out.

I was a little depressed again: Aren't girls afraid of being angry? Why do these two people look like they met their mother?

Zhang Qing, bring the fire, hurry up... Yingying started urging me

I'll pass the fire over

Yingying carefully lit a box of colorful dazzlings, and then the two of them covered their ears and hid behind me. I don’t know where to go.

I hid in it, so I had to stand there as a pillar. I heard that the scenes of playing with fireworks on TV are quite romantic, why didn't I feel it

Fireworks are indeed the most convenient thing for festivals. Seeing the fireworks blooming in the sky, I can’t tell the joy in my heart. That joy comes from the burning of the RMB. It’s so refreshing to burn your own money, and it’s so exciting to burn other people’s money.

There are not many people in the park, so they should all have a reunion dinner at home. Watching Liang Chen and Yingying fly in front of me like butterflies, I feel very comfortable. Two girls with long hair are laughing under the dazzling fireworks, and a boy who looks very ordinary squats behind and smiles foolishly. What a harmonious picture. You have to admit that watching beautiful women is a kind of enjoyment.

After setting off seven or eight small fireworks, Yingying and Liang Chen ran to me. I thought to myself that these two people were quite conscientious and did not forget me, but the words that came later made me change my previous thoughts. Zhang Qing, you come, we dare not! I am afraid of burning my hair, hurry up, let's run away. After saying that, these two people hid behind the tree and kept shouting at me. Hurry up

I took out a few big ones, lit a cigarette, rubbed the cigarette butts on the lead, making a sizzling sound. I took a few steps back, and with a bang, a huge shell rushed up and inserted into the night sky. The night sky moaned comfortably, and countless colorful and dazzling red clouds were emitted. I immediately ignited another in the open space next to me. The two artillery fires and swords sounded together, soaring up, instantly gang-raping the stars and molesting the night sky.

Looking at the magnificent picture in front of me, I was filled with thoughts and couldn't help but feel heated:

Fireworks

Autumn night stars and autumn night wind, misty rain is like arrows and hearts are like bows

Never give up on all difficulties and gang-rap this starry sky

After reciting this poem loudly, my heart was extremely excited. When I glanced at them, I found that they were looking at me with a hooligan look. I thought I was too devoted and was discovered. Yingying and Liang Chen yelled in unison again: Horrible hooligan

Actually, I am not a hooligan. I am used to reciting poems when I occasionally feel in heat. But today I am too involved in writing poems and being eavesdropped. I am a very Liu Xiahui person. One day in high school, Yingying came to our house. When she wanted to go home, it was unfortunately raining. So she played with the computer in my room. As we were playing, we both fell asleep. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I found that I was holding Yingying in a difficult position. I don’t know if you have the habit of riding for life, but I fell asleep again in the gentleman spirit of Comrade Liu Xiahui. Yingying woke up the next day and screamed and found that both of them were in their clothes. Then she kicked me out of the bed with confidence.

Afterwards, I felt that I was a gentleman who was rare in a century. It turned out that I was not homosexual and could sleep while holding the opposite sex.

The two children behind the tree shouted like children who had never seen this scene. They found that the fireworks seemed not so powerful and there was no need to be afraid, so they ran over and asked themselves to light the cannon. I retreated to the second line and watched Yingying secretly poked my cigarette over. I sneezed from behind. Yingying retreated and hugged me tightly. I patted her shoulder and asked her to look behind her. When she turned around, she saw that the fireworks were still standing upright. She blushed and spat and said: Why are you sneezing? It's like a missile, who's scaring to death! Liang Chen smiled like a flower beside her

I'm very innocent

After a while, the beautiful and slightly beautiful ones were ingested in the air, leaving only two kicks and small firecrackers. They said to me with no interest: OK, the rest depends on you, Zhang Qing

I glanced at them with contempt, picked up a kick and shot it at the street light, I want to stick to my dream

With a whoosh, the two kicks were squirting out loudly, but they did not drive along the track I designed. It swayed towards the highway, and then I heard two sounds: horn! Ah!