Princess too Young, Prince too Old

The two were so silent.

Until the last sip of tea was finished, Du Heng slowly raised his head and said to the Jing'an County Master: "The county master, his subordinate Tang Tu, would like to ask the name of the county master."

The owner of Jing'an County froze, holding the white porcelain tea cup with her hands, her strength was strong, the bone joints were all pale and white, and for a long while, she finally let go of her strength, and said gently: "My surname is Jin, my name is Xiuyan. "

"Thank you Lord," Du Heng looked at the gentle cheeks of Jing'an County under the yellow candlelight, and looked at her hair drooping softly. His heart was like grass, and his lips trembled. He wanted to say something. What, but in the end didn't say anything, just holding the tea cup tighter, for a short while, he finally got up the courage and tentatively said, "... Axiu?"

The head of Jing'an County raised her head slyly, her pair of eyes were duheng, and her head was busy again. Her heart was very confused. She nodded hurriedly, and shook her head. She didn't know that she was doing it. What, she just knew her heart was about to burst out.

She had never felt this way before. She was afraid, ashamed, wronged, and happy. The next time she blushed to the neck.

Du Heng looked at the ears of Jingan County's ears that turned red for a moment. For a moment, he felt like he had overturned the honey jar. His hands clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, and finally his The hand slowly moved to the front of Jing'an County Lord, his finger lightly touched the Jing'an County's finger, and the white and slender hand flinched back, and Du Heng chased after him with a thick face. When the hand was about to retract, Du Heng held it.

"You ... you let go, let go!" Jing'an County's chief hurriedly pumped her hands. She felt that Du Heng's hands were too hot and she was about to iron her hands. She was really flustered. " ……open……"

"Don't let it go," Du Heng tightened again, holding the Jing'an Gunner tighter. He looked at the Jing'an Gunner blinklessly, "I won't let it go for a lifetime."

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West Huai Bei Yuan.

Although I ate roasted pork trotters and drank mushroom bone soup in the afternoon, when I returned to the hospital, Lu Zhishan and Mu Nanzhi still had a meal. In the end, it ’s Mu Nanzhi ’s birthday, but Neither of them had much appetite, so the dinner was very light. The snail shrimp, pickled fresh fish, dried north and south apricot and pork lung soup, and two small bowls of seaweed shrimp and shrimp skin were small. The dishes were not many, but each one was very delicious. Exquisite, it can be seen that the master is also working hard.

"Tianer is cold again." After finishing the meal, the two went for a walk in the back garden. Mu Nanzhi looked at Huang Cancan's persimmon on the persimmon tree, and couldn't help but sigh. "I always feel that life is going too fast. When I came last time, The tree is still green, and the leaves are now gone. "

Lu Zhishan held the child's hand: "What's wrong? I have something to do today? Otherwise, how could it hurt the spring and the fall?"

"No," Mu Nanzhi shook his head, squeezed the man's fingers, and smiled. "Cousin, do you remember the first time we made jelly?"

"Why don't you remember?" Lu Zhishan's face was tender, with the tenderness of recalling the past, "I want to hit the persimmon down with a long bamboo pole. You want to climb up the tree to pick the persimmon. I am afraid that the persimmon will fall and fall. Bad, I just can't understand it. I'm afraid that the persimmon will break, but I'm not afraid of falling on myself. How can there be such a girl like you upside down? "

[All characters in this article are adults.]

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