Chapter 27 would love to tan white teeth

A row of white teeth, is water-skiing. Therefore, in addition to the sound of the motor of the speedboat, there is also a sound of teeth colliding with each other.However, the teeth that are water skiing are not worried about being misunderstood as shaking.Because the sun is very strong and the weather is very hot, even the teeth have no reason to chatter. It was so hot. Regarding the cold, I have always been full of aristocratic arrogance-when I grit my teeth and refuse to tremble, I always feel that the self-esteem of all human beings gathers behind you and helps you hold your body. But when it comes to heat, I completely give up and do not resist at all.Sweating is an embarrassing thing, and there is no human dignity at all.

Like an ignorant fly buzzing around your face, when you can't get rid of it, even if you are Joan before execution, you will feel disheartened. The amazing thing is that when the row of teeth that had slipped in the water walked towards me and beads of sweat dripped out, they didn't look embarrassed at all, but became more shiny and shone with white light. It can be seen that the relationship between teeth and summer is indeed much more harmonious than that between teeth and winter. "Water skiing is very good." I greeted each other first. "Hey, it's probably because I'm not afraid of water by nature." Teeth answered me cheerfully.Because there are only white teeth and nothing else, it naturally makes people feel like smiling.

Call it "the superlative syntax for the grin". The teeth who are considered to be cheerful by nature on the big gift, although they may not agree, they always accept it with a helpless smile. "Do you still like the beach here?" "Like it." Teeth sat down on the beach chair to my right. "There are a lot of shells, it feels very intimate." Teeth are quite understandably fond of shellfish. No wonder every time I eat raw oysters, I always vaguely notice that my teeth are absent-minded, and I turn out to only focus on chatting with the shell of the oyster.

"The sun is so strong." Teeth sighed. "Be careful of tanning." I looked at my glaring body with white teeth. "Ha, I came to the beach just to get a tan." Teeth moved his body a little proudly. "Oh? Why do you want to get a tan?" "As a row of teeth, just knowing that you are enjoying the natural whiteness is not aspirational." "Well, that's true. But, it's not all white, is it? There are also a lot of yellow teeth and black teeth, isn't it?" I immediately thought of the teeth of the parking attendant in the park, completely naturalized tobacco The tan color is an example of a "vegetative state".

"Yellow or black, if it is not due to one's own will and choice, it is meaningless." White Teeth is very solemn. "It's like how can a person who loses weight because of illness be compared with a person who loses weight because of weight loss?" It really sounds like a weight loss class coach talking. "So, how dark do you want to be?" All the impolite imitations that came to my mind were burnt corn, altered manuscript paper, and melted asphalt roads. "As long as you can become a distinctive tooth and shake the narrow aesthetic standards, you will be satisfied. After all, teeth still have something to do."

After the tooth finished speaking, he jumped up excitedly and ran towards the blue sea. I watched the back of this row of white teeth, and I was moved.However, when I think about being tanned, I still can't help feeling a little bit disappointed.