Master Zhan, Calm Down!

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The body images of the two people hugging each other fit together perfectly.

Beautiful and quiet.

An Xiaoyang was buried in his arms, only feeling that the time was stretched at this time, and her breathing became long and slow.

Although time has passed for a long time, she knows the same, and Sang Nuo is not (sleeping Shui) either.

She can feel it.

The tranquility, beauty, and warmth at this time are too beautiful. What is beautiful is like a flash in the pan and will soon disappear, and what is beautiful is like a short peaceful time before a storm.

Because, neither she nor him knows...

Now the separation of the two... is an inevitable trend...

It's just that he can't bear to...

He was very clear, but he couldn't bear to say it, he couldn't bear it...

When will you wait? Maybe Sang Nuo wanted to wait a little longer to find a suitable time, but he certainly could not expect that the person who took the initiative this time was herself.

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The night passed.

Day comes.

This is the penultimate day.

In fact, An Xiaoyang was very clear, saying that this was the third to last day, but by the third day, everything was settled, so in her heart, there were only two days.

Today and tomorrow...

In the daytime, neither of them mentioned anything else, and the time was warm and beautiful.

Because Sang Nuo couldn't see it, An Xiaoyang was reading with a foreign masterpiece, sitting beside him, reading in a gentle and appropriate voice.

Sang Nuo put one arm under his head, and the other hand took out crystal clear (Milk Nai) raisins from one side of the box and ate them. Although the eyes were covered with gauze, it still seemed It's leisurely, it seems very lazy and comfortable.

That picture is very good. If modern times go back for decades, Sang Nuo will look like a young master of a landlord’s trousers. Let a pretty little maid read to herself.

And that must be the drunkard's intention not to drink.

Time just went by little by little, and finally the little master also had a time to be inelegant and lazy.

An Xiaoyang was reading Zhengshun, but the book in his hand was suddenly taken away by Sang Nuo.

An Xiaoyang was startled, and looked at him unclearly, "What's wrong."

Sang Nuo's face (color) was a little strange, even if he couldn't see his eyes, An Xiaoyang felt that his expression (color) was a bit subtle.

It seems that something is not right.

Sure enough, immediately after seeing his lips move, he said, "Xiao Yang, are you my wife?"

When An Xiaoyang heard this, he hesitated, "Isn't it?"

As soon as these words came out, Sang Nuo took a long breath and continued, "That's fine, that's it, daughter-in-law, I want to hush."

Daughter-in-law, I want to pee.

I want to pee...

With a bang, An Xiaoyang's head exploded.

But then, I listened to her stammering, "This, this, me, do I help you or—"

The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle...

Although the two people have also had a close relationship, it is still completely different.

Sang Nuo was struggling at this moment. Before An Xiaoyang could help him, he hissed twice, grinning intentionally or unintentionally, "I'll go by myself... I can't see it anymore, but Can't let you help me—"

"Okay, okay, you don't want to talk anymore. If you don't let me help or whoever will help, I will accompany you.