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"Too bad. I was actually bought by a lollipop!" Xiao Jin looked back at the past, heartbroken.

"How many do you want?" Muzhenxi put a glass of milk next to her.

"At least ten!" Xiao Jin said angrily.

"I'm afraid I would think at that time, it's so expensive, don't coax it, just love it." Muzhenxi couldn't help but smile.

Xiao Jin rushed to bit her, the wooden pillow creek did not move, letting her pull her hand, leaving two teeth marks on the tiger's mouth, small, neatly distributed.

Muzhenxi looked at the tooth print, and uttered: "Your tooth mouth is not as good as your daughter."

"Do you think I am old?" Xiao Jin glared at her.

"I mean you are young." Muzhenxi lowered his head and kissed her, counting her teeth carefully one by one.

It has been several years since they were together again, and their daughter Xiao Muqing is already at the age of running soy sauce all over the floor. There are too many new things to attract her attention, and kindly let go of the two mothers.

The two mothers thus had a very high-quality nightlife, and after the end, they hugged and chatted leisurely, reminiscing about the past.

The two have long been relieved of the past, but now they feel more of the beauty in their youthful memories, with the addition of a soft light filter. There is a day when the flowers bloom again, and people are no longer young. Youth is not always sweet, but it must be the most memorable.

Of course, Xiao Jin, the eldest lady, has an instinct. In recent years, she has become more and more lawless by the wooden pillow creek, and she will not reminisce with the wooden pillow creek.

Xiao Jin is full of sweetness, and still wants to be eager to prick.

For a while, she thought she was stupid, then she didn't think she could act by chance, and she was naive. Muzhenxi was experienced in dealing with her duplicity and smiled.

I don't know what to say about Xiao Jin's first night on the night of Muzhenxi's 18th birthday. Xiao Jin gently kicked the wooden pillow creek sitting on the head of the bed, his eyes flowed with a trace of anger, and said in a low voice, "It's just that your brain suddenly became brighter."

"Is there only a brain?" Muzhenxi raised his eyebrows, dissatisfied.

It makes sense to say that she can do anything else, but she has served Xiao Jin for so long, and her dignity in this respect cannot be challenged.

"Cough." Xiao Jin cleared his throat, "and hands."

Speaking, his eyes swept across the wooden pillow creek, the right hand propped on the bed, the joints are slender, it is a pair of hands that are slenderer than men, and more distinct than women. Because they often hold pens, there is a thin layer of calluses on the fingertips. At some point, The taste it brings is even more bone-damaging**.

The air gradually warmed up.

Xiao Jin has always been keen on this matter, even if she has been "married" for several years, her interest has not faded at all. Rulang's age has just passed, but he is striding towards Ruhu.

She stared at her hand unblinkingly for a long time, Mu Zhenxi understood her heart, and pressed her body halfway, Xiao Jin suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed her shoulders outwards.

Muzhenxi's eyes were slightly surprised.

Refused? It's impossible. A while ago, Muzhenxi was on a business trip, and now she has just returned home for two days. Xiao Jin can't wait for her to stay out of bed for three days and three nights. Where is this?

Muzhenxi chuckled softly in his heart.

I heard that lesbians are prone to bed death, Xiao Jin wouldn't be...

It turns out that she thinks too much.

Xiao Jin can't do it if the Yellow River is dry.

Xiao Jin pushed her shoulders away, and then took the initiative to hook her hands around the back of her neck, stick them together, and whispered in her ear: "Go to the bathroom, wash the handstand."

...

The wooden pillow creek came out full of water, and there were water-stained footprints on the floor. She walked very slowly. Xiao Jin was already asleep in her arms, and her skin was faintly pink with moisture.

Muzhenxi bent over, carefully laid her flat on the bed, and wanted to fold back and go to the bathroom, but the other party hooked her wrist: "Don't go."

Muzhenxi turned her head, Xiao Jin did not wake up, only slightly frowned at the tip of her eyebrows, muttered vaguely, repeating these two words.

Muzhenxi looked at the direction of the bathroom, decided to clean up tomorrow, and was lying next to Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin spontaneously nested in her arms.

She was very cold, and Muzhenxi shivered unconsciously when it was posted. Even though Muzhenxi wiped her dry with a bath towel in time, she still couldn't sleep warmly while lying on the bed alone. This is the physical reason. No matter how she was recuperating, she couldn't return to the state she was in before the accident.

Xiao Jin's head ailments were not healed either, and she would still attack from time to time, making her feel painful. But she will not grit her teeth alone to avoid concealment, but will take the initiative to find Muzhen Creek and ask the other person to hold her tightly.

Muzhenxi felt the woman's body temperature in her arms gradually rise, returning to normal temperature. Until Xiao Jin stretched out her hand on the quilt, she accidentally drew Muzhenxi's face the moment she came out, and murmured unconsciously: "Hot..."

Muzhenxi laughed silently, kissed the woman's long hair, slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

They were separated, and separated for a long time.

The world is moving as usual, and many things cannot be changed once they happen. But the most important thing that remains unchanged is that they will never leave each other alone.

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