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Zhen Yi's hand reached into Yan's panties, where it was as hot as a stove. She gently held it, but it seemed to move a little softly.

She withdrew her hand, nudged her words, and asked him to lie down again.

She turned over on his back and kissed him gently:

"Speech?"

She touched his face and called him again and again, "Speech?"

He was awakened by her, and slowly opened his eyes. The black pupil was like pure black jade washed with water. She was pure and clear. Looking at her, there was only her little shadow. It was the only, very clean.

In a flash, Zhen Yi's heart softened into a pool of water, inexplicably sad and happy:

She pasted it and kissed his lips gently, soft and warm his lips. He was still ignorant, without resisting, his eyes still clear.

"Speech?"

"Ok?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"..."

He looked at her quietly and didn't speak. Her heart began to ache, but "Zhen Yi."

His voice was soft and low, and slowly closed his eyes. "You are Zhen Yi ..."

He murmured a dream and slept peacefully.

Zhen Yi's heart was a mess of warmth.

Taking advantage of the spirit, she sat up and pulled his pants off. Closed his eyes, determined to sit down.

Before the body sank, she was hampered by severe pain. She was sore and sweaty, but she had a strange comfort.

She raised her head and took a long breath.

Bite your lip and sit down a little bit more? !

She almost burst into tears, it hurts! ! She hurt so much that she wanted to kick him.

Just when Zhen Yi pouted her **** and looked sadly at the various feasible methods.

Yan's hand flicked and grabbed her ankle. She was shocked and almost sat down. Looking up at him, he sideways his head, thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, high nose bridge, and his sleep is still peaceful.

She was stunned, remembering that he called her "Zhen Yi" dreamily a moment ago.

Thoughts suddenly returned to that summer many years ago, in the sultry closet on the top floor of the factory accommodation building. As a teenager, she and he were equally ignorant and awkward and explored taboos.

She yearned and tortured, he was pained and anxious, and there was only one thing that could free them and make each other happy.

But when she was about to sit up, he suddenly supported her. He endured sweat all over his body, and the water droplets merged into the river, dripping from his dark wet hair.

His voice was dry and hoarse:

"Zhen Yi, you can't do this."

"why?"

"If, I just say if, for various reasons, we will not be together in the future. Of course, I will not mind this kind of thing, but if the other one you mind later, what should you do?"

"But I don't mind." Zhen Yi bulged, and after a long while, she threw her arms around his neck, and the two hugged together in a sweat, she rejoiced, "Speech, you want to be with me Marry? Are you going to marry me? I promised, let's get married. "

So, although I became more and more intimate and did a lot of things, I never got there.

For a time, the wine suddenly woke up.

Zhen Yi knelt on him, her face hot and a little ashamed.

She hurried down and ran to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water. After a while, she scolded herself for being drunk and chaotic, and for a while, she was so crazy that she was crying and funny.

As always, she chose to laugh.

She cleaned herself up and called the reception desk: "I want two glasses of honey lemonade, thank you."

Yan Ge's stomach was terribly uncomfortable, burning like a torment, and his mind was groggy as if he had been given lead, and the uncomfortable feeling was as long as a thread. In a murky voice, he heard a voice calling him:

"Speech!"

"Speech!"

He recognized her voice.

She always talks like this, always likes to call it eloquently, at that time, every sentence with him must be given his name at the beginning:

"Wow, Yan Ge, this chocolate is delicious! Would you eat it for me?"

"Look! Look at it! My eyes have become three-fold eyelids today, haha! Isn't it beautiful?"

"Speech, you are so powerful, how do you remember the 20,000 digits after the pi?"

"Yangge accompanied me to go. The boxing match is very nice. You can see that some players were beaten with nosebleeds."

"Speech!"

"Speech?"

"Speech"

"Speech, I don't like you anymore! You're so boring, so what's so boring to do alive? With you, I get bored. With you, I become a person I don't like.

What to see? Let go. Let go!

Having said that I don't like you anymore!

Do not!

like!

Happy!

Now!

Can't understand? "

He rolled over in pain, struggling to hold her, waking up, slowly opening his eyes, but seeing her face close at hand, watching him nervously and quietly.

"Speech, do you know who I am?" She asked.

"Zhen Yi." He answered.

How could he not know who she is?

Zhenyi, you are Zhenyi.

For 8 years, I do n’t look at your photos or turn your notes; I do n’t want to talk to you about people, and I do n’t want others to talk to you about me. Every time I finally see you in my dream, my heart will fall: Look, Zhen Yi is still there, I know.

I whispered: "Zhen Yi", you leaned your head against the window of the classroom, don't remember me, and said with a smile: "Who are you?"

I woke up desolately, the night was deep.

I know, I did n’t make you happy, although I tried my best. It's me, I didn't take care of you; it's me, it's not worth remembering.

Dreaming again.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Waking up halfway, Wan Lai is still, and the moonlight is like water.

Zhen Yi shrank sideways beside him and fell asleep. He covered the quilt, but she slept on top of it, wrapped in a blanket, like a baby in a baby, only showing her head.

In the half-light and half-dark moonlight, her sleeping face was quiet, peaceful, and somewhat weak, and her skin became whiter in the darkness, and the fluff on the blanket kept her breathing evenly, swinging for a while.

Yan Ge reached out his hand from the quilt, one finger touched the corner of the blanket, hooked it gently, and closed his eyes.

After getting up early, Zhen Yi had nothing unusual, and the two men finished washing.

When she walked out of the room, she was startled. There were two rows of men standing in front of the door. The suit was straight and expressionless.

The face who took the lead was tough, and the look of Zhen Yi was still bad.

Zhen Yi froze for a moment, and unconsciously went to the front of the speech grid, holding his head back and staring more fiercely than the coming person. With this stare, the man was somewhat at a loss, looking at the words, stopped by his eyes, and quickly withdrew his eyes.

Zhen Yi suddenly felt that one of them was familiar, and this was reflected. It was extremely embarrassing. He was about to move away, and his hand was suddenly held firmly by Yange.

He pulled her at a slightly faster pace, and she was inexplicably led to the entrance of the elevator, dinged, and the door opened.

Inside, a lady with a graceful face and excellent temperament looked up and opened her eyes slightly, not looking at the words very much, but her eyes quickly fell on Zhen Yi's face, narrowing her eyes, becoming squinting, and falling down on the words. Grid held Zhen Yi's hand and calmly calmed down.

As if she hadn't seen her, Yan Zhen pulled Zhen Yi into the elevator.

All three stood silently, and the observation elevator fell one by one.

At a certain moment, Yan Ge realized that there was something soft and tender in his palm, and then quietly released her hand slowly for a moment.

Zhen Yi looked at the lady quietly, but she didn't see anything strange. She really thought she was beautiful. A skirt painted with ink, smoke and rain, like walking out of an ancient map, with a hair in a bun, not amber hairpin.

National fragrance.

She noticed Zhen Yi's eyes and moved her eyes, Shen Li, not easy to approach.

Zhen Yi was stunned. The woman's beautiful peach blossom eyes had turned to her speech and asked calmly, "You were here last night?"

Yange looked at her, and asked faintly: "Your task is to track me?"

Zhen Yi is puzzled. Is there anybody who is staring at where and when the words appear?

Such a big person, as for?

That last night? No wonder the group of people had fierce eyes, and they definitely thought she had XXOO him. Strange, thinking about staying out all night, did not rush in to catch her alive?

It is estimated that she did not make any noise and did not really call the bed service.

"Yan Xu was worried that you might have an accident and didn't sleep for a night."

"I'm fine, you tell him."

Zhen Yi surprised, this should not be

In an instant, she took out the most beautiful smile, and spontaneously brought the awakening of the mother-in-law of the speaker, and she was about to get close to her future mother-in-law. Lift up.

This is the first time I meet

Zhen Yi took the co-pilot and wanted to ask about the matter just now, but her face was not right. It seemed that the mother-child relationship was not harmonious. She swallowed back if she wanted to say something.

She twitched her eyebrows tangledly. She was the mother-in-law of Yan Family, and her speech was too disrespectful. She actually destroyed her great opportunity to have a good relationship with her mother-in-law.

She is good for him. In the future, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not good.

Why didn't this man feel a little bit conscious?

When driving in a speech, he suddenly asked halfway: "When I met you in the hospital, what happened to your brow bone?"

Ugh?

So long ago, why did he suddenly ask?

"Don't you tell me what you are doing?"

"Let's ask for bitterness!"

"Why do you say that?"

"A man ran to an unmanned bar and questioned the suspect. Is this worthy of praise?" He said flatly, and said something with little trace of blame. Is the escaped person worthy of encouragement? "

Zhen Yi talked back: "Don't you care if you leave the bad guys. No, how do you know the cause of my brow bone injury?"

The speech was caught by surprise for a moment, covering up the past in an instant, and said lightly: "Do things within your ability."

"Humph! People like you will definitely not do what is right."

"Yes, I won't."

He was so frank and frank, but Zhen Yi was speechless: he didn't even care about his own affairs, let alone others.

After being quiet for a few seconds, he heard the saying again: "Seat belt."

"Oh!" Zhen Yi recovered, immediately tied it up, and a trace of warmth floated in her heart.

When pulling, I found that the buckle was brand-new, there was no trace, and I happily started, "Have no one ever been in your first officer?"

Words understood what she was happy about.

She can be happy for a long time.

Along the way, it seemed to be laughing all over. While shaking her feet, her head was still dangling, and De Se found for a long time that there was no music, she leaned over to turn over his car CD box:

"What music do you usually listen to?"

Whistle apart, empty.

"... Oh, I don't like listening."

She did not know why she felt cold and hurt.

He doesn't listen to music, sing, play ball, play chess, have no hobbies, and even study and shoot, as if he didn't mean it.

It seems that there is nothing in this world that makes him happy, or even nothing that makes him unhappy.

Such him, she was very distressed.

She slowly pushed the lid.

The car was quiet, she heard her voice very soft, shaking slightly: "Speech, do you know how it feels to be happy? Are you happy?"

No one answered.

She turned her head, his beautiful profile was so beautiful in the morning light, her eyes deep, her nose straight, but still.

"Speech, I want to make you happy. Life is so long, to live for so many years, one person, is not lonely? Every day, one person drives to the hospital, one person drives home, no one tells you the truth, you Do n’t let anyone walk into your heart, are you not alone? "

She looked out the window and smiled,

"If you do this, I will feel distressed; so, no matter what, I won't let go!"

Words, how I wish you happy, how I hope to bring you joy and joy, so, no matter what, I will continue to chase.

I am self-confident, you are free. It doesn't matter, I won't be angry.

The carriage returned to silence.

The side face of the speech has melted in the golden sunlight and can no longer be seen clearly.

Words, do you know how it feels to be happy?

He knows.

For example, that time, it was in the hot summer.

Ah, it's summer again.

How can the summer in the deep city be so long?

Zhen Yi descended from the sky in her usual way, and suddenly jumped in front of him, carrying her hands and tilting her head: "Speech, I invented the diamond fruit, do you want to eat it?"

He shook his head: "No."

"Why not!" She bulged her mouth and tugged his arm over to hold it. "Crystal diamonds are wrapped in colorful fruits, how beautiful they look! The beautiful ones must be delicious."

He was not interested, but it did not prevent him from picking the wrong one: "Is it crystal or diamond? And many good-looking things are actually poisonous."

She was irritable: "Whether you want it or not, you want it!"

He is not slow: "What do you ask me?"

Zhen Yi took Yangla to her house and brought out a plate of frozen fruits, strawberries, mulberries, kiwis, mangoes, colorful, covered with a thin layer of ice. It looked like a big diamond embedded in fruit.

Zhen Yi pulled a chair and sat him down: "Speech, do you want to play games?"

"No," he said honestly.

"No!"

"..."

She blinked and smiled: "Let's play a fruit guessing game."

She stared at him,

He knew it was time for him to speak, and Mumu cooperated: "Oh, guess the fruit game, how to play?"

"Just cover your eyes, I will feed you fruits, guess what kind."

"... so mentally handicapped ..." He couldn't help it.

"No! I want to play anyway!" She said involuntarily, covering her eyes with black cloth.

Soon, she handed a piece of fruit to his mouth. In the dark, he could feel the ice fruit exuding coolness. He heard Zhen Yi's happy voice: "Speech, what is this taste?"

He opened his mouth, contained it in his mouth, the thin ice melted away, and the sweet juice filled his mouth.

"Kiwi."

quickly,

"Word, what is this taste?"

"Fig."

He never thought that fruit would be so delicious.

Once again, "Speech, what is this taste?" The cold air lingered on the lips.

He blindfolded and slowly opened his mouth, but instead of putting fruit in his mouth, she replaced it with something extremely warm and soft to the touch.

Suddenly his heart stopped, his body tense.

Her breath was ironing and hurried, sprayed on his face, itchy irritably.

She sat on his lap, stroking his eyes across the black cloth, and the laughter was delicate and humble: "Speech, what is this taste?"

After talking down, another suffocating deep kiss.

After so many years, whenever he sees kiwi, he will remember the summer, fresh, sour and sweet taste of her kiss.

Unforgettable.

First kiss, deep kiss, what is the taste?

Kiwi and fig flavors in summer.

When I went to the hospital, I accidentally saw Qi Qinqin, a black women's suit, with a particularly white face, and there was no emotion in the long Danfeng eyes under his thin eyebrows.

Qi Hongdou wore a white Mickey Mouse sportswear, and the little one was next to her leg, his face still expressionless.

Qi Qinqin was here to send Hongdou to the hospital. I don't know why she suddenly changed her mind.

After going through the formalities, she had nothing to explain and gave Qi Hongdou to the nurse, and she was ready to leave.

Qi Hongdou, who has been Mu Muran, suddenly recovered, and ran over, grasping Qi Qinqin's trousers with his small hands, and the voice was a little anxious and a little scared, but the expression was still stiff: "Big sister, you will pick me ? "

Zhen Yi was stunned, looking at Qi Hongdou's horrified and expectant look, a little sad.

Qi Qinqin didn't look back. His back was thin and his voice was not as cold as before. He said, "Yes."

After finishing her hand, Hongdou stood for a few seconds, and then stepped forward to grab it, his hands were shaking in a panic, his face was still expressionless, and the corner of his mouth was drawn: "Sister, you ca n’t forget me, you must Remember to pick me up! "

"Okay." Without looking back, Hongdou watched dullly.

She didn't go far, she quickly returned, took the hand of Red Bean, walked to Yange and asked, "Can I let her live at home, and then send her over for treatment every day?"

"can."

"That's good. Could the doctor check her first, I'll wait here ... to come home with her later."

Hongdou listened, and his face became empty again, but there seemed to be no fear. She followed the words and walked back a few steps: "Sister, you have to wait for me."

Yange did not ask to hold Hongdou's hand. Instead, she walked slowly at three shoulder-wide distances, one tall and one small, leaving in parallel.

Zhen Yi asked Qi Qinqin: "How did you suddenly change your mind?"

Qi Qinqin said nothing.

That night, Qi Mian lived in the company, she went home alone, dark.

Back to the room, red beans curled up on her bed.

Hearing the sound, Hongdou immediately got up: "Sister, I'm afraid, will we sleep together?"

Later, she thought, compared to red beans, she was actually lucky.

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