One day in Harbin, I wrote a manuscript in the morning and the time was quiet; in the afternoon, the tigress who couldn't sit still wanted to go out to have fun.
Yesterday I made a bloody oath: I will not go shopping with a tigress! The blood on your lips is still wet at this time, how can you break your promise and get fat! So, isayno.
"It's not shopping, it's shopping in the mall!" Tigress shook her head, blinking her eyelashes, looking serious.
It makes so much sense, I'm speechless.
With red lips and white teeth and long legs under her skirt, the tigress went downstairs beautifully.
On the streets of Harbin, the tigress held my arm and I was carrying my bag. The breeze blew and the tigress shivered and her teeth chattered. Looking at the end of the street, there were only long sleeves and long trousers. The men and women looked at the tigress as if they were stupid x Same.
At this point, the sunny streets of Harbin are filled with the roar of tigresses.
"Is he my brother?"
"Is he my brother?"
If the tigress's brother were here at this time, I believe that the tigress would kill his brother with his own claws and the scene would be stained with blood.
Because the day before coming to Northeast China, Tigress specifically called her brother at home to ask what the temperature was like at home and what clothes she would wear home. The brother's tone was convincing, "Short-sleeved skirts and sandals, what do you wear in Xi'an and what do you wear at home!"
So, Tigress changed the trousers from the suitcase into short shorts, the sneakers into sandals, and brought two more skirts.
It was slightly cold last night and it was slightly cold today, and the tigress's roar was tinged with trembling.
Set off tomorrow
I wonder if my brother at home has ever felt the bloodshed in Harbin.
I only hope that my brother is healthy, and I have purchased insurance! ;
