"I," Miaomiao's voice was low and unaudible, "Can you see?"

"Hmm?" Hosyan didn't seem to hear clearly, his tail sound was light and he was a little sexy. He showed a slightly confused look, "What are you looking at?"

He made a move all the time, and his mind became hot and weak again. He cooled down a little, and understood how shameless and impatient it was to understand that Miaomiao had the courage to ask again? Since he didn't realize what she was looking at, the smart man's approach was to pretend to be stupid: "Look at the time, I don't know now..."

The four words "I've ordered a few" were still lined up on my lips with guilt. Miaomiao could only hear him chuckling. Then, a "slam" wind blew over the breath of men and women all night. Before she could be confused, he moved his big hand and directly lifted half of the thin blanket.

The orange light hit his flat belly with solid and smooth lines, and his neatly piled abdominal muscles. Because of his fair skin, it seemed to be glowing. The V-shaped mermaid line penetrated into the dangerous triangle, crossed the dense jungle, and then went down, maintaining a head-up posture...

Miaomiao was dizzy and dizzy by the unstoppable man's stimulation, her mouth was dry, her cheeks heated up sharply, and a wave of warmth surged from her nose. Her heart hit her chest with a thump, as if she had a heart rate disorder.

Just...can't you remind her to be mentally prepared?

Hosyan pinched her face lightly. She had experienced her boldness before. He did the topic well and her hands were touched. She still felt shyly and touched again: "Hey, Hosyan, why are your hands slipperier than girls?"

He was so teased by her that his ears almost caught fire. He pretended to be calm and pulled his hands back. Because of the youth who had been suppressed for a long time, he couldn't help but use her physical achievements to hit her. She was dejected, and he secretly reflected on whether he was too much?

In front of this enthusiastic and cheerful girl, he always has no way to hide his true emotions.

As a result, he was about to apologize, and she had already cheered up.

Having been deceived many times, Hosyan also saw that she was a perfect paper tiger.

He acted boldly, but actually had a thin skin.

Therefore, sometimes, in order to increase the interest in life, Hosyan doesn't mind "playing with a pig and eating a tiger".

At this time, Miaomiao's face was covered with glow. She could not blink her eyes. She was not too focused, but was shocked. But he was still coming over, his thin lips pressed against her ears, and the heat exhaled penetrated into her heart.

She couldn't help but tremble.

Hearing him deliberately use that bad and slutty tone, he said, "Do you want me to help explain it?"

Explain...what? Miaomiao thought slowly.

With a bang, she felt her blood vessels burst open, he was...

He thought he was a biology teacher, so he explained it!

If you continue to stare like this, will your needle eye be grown?

Miaomiao blinked, why don’t she retreat?

As soon as her thoughts started, her hand was gently held. Teacher Huo, who had a very high professional level, took her to experience it and explained in detail: "This is..."

After a vivid practical class, Miaomiao's hands were so sore that she couldn't lift them up. She got into the quilt again, turned sideways, and looked at Hosyan standing by the bed bent down and picked up his trousers, put them on, and went into the cloakroom naked.

Only then did she feel at ease to recall the scenes before. It turned out that the thing that made her so painful looked like this. How could she say that she thought he was handsome and should be very pretty? But in fact, it is not only a bit ugly, but also fierce...

She cried several times last night.

Sure enough, his learning ability in this area is also particularly strong. The second time, it felt like it lasted for nearly an hour. The rhythm of the whole process was controlled by him. He could still concentrate on coaxing her and let her call her...husband.

She was bullied so hard that she was hoarse before, and she sobbed and dealt with it casually.

Fortunately, he didn't succeed.

The quilt is still tide, and the mixed smell is still full of affection, and it is not bad. Miaomiao took her phone, unlocked the screen, and made a mess. It was past nine o'clock. Fortunately, it was Saturday, and she dialed her hair on her neck to check all kinds of new news.

After a pause in his fingertips, why would Dai Wanhao send her a message? She clicked on it and took a look.

"Xie An Miaomiao, you hide so deeply. You are obviously a daughter-in-law and pretend to be poor. You must be very happy to play with me, right? What is the difference between you and someone like Shumin? No, there is still a difference. At least she is really bad, but you are extremely hypocritical. If Huo Siyan knew that you were such a person, would he still like you?"

Miaomiao's heart was not fluctuating.

What position does Dai Wanhao have to accuse her of being deceived?

When I was in high school, Miaomiao was indeed from an average family background. It was not very good, but it was not bad either. My father was an orthopedic doctor in the county hospital. He was open-minded and had no red envelope rebates or other things. Correspondingly, because he was not sociable, he was not smooth in his work, and had no salary increase in five years, let alone promotion. My mother was a civil servant of the Municipal Health and Family Planning Bureau. She knew the worldly style but did not flatter her. She was dedicated to doing practical things for the people and received a fixed salary every month.

The couple has old men and young men, so it’s not necessary to say that they are filial to their parents. They are willing to spend money on Miaomiao and have never treated her materially. In addition, they also sponsored several children in poor mountainous areas. In June this year, two girls were very proud to get into A University from the mountains, and truly used knowledge to change their destiny.

The change in the Xie family originated from Miaomiao's second year of high school. Her mother quit her job within the system and went into business. It was an era when the domestic economy ushered in a booming development. She had a unique vision and was willing to endure hardships. She had to go from one person to one team, and then set up a studio and own clothing factory, and gradually built the kingdom of the Anmil brand.

Miaomiao is indeed benefiting from her parents to have such a rich life today. She can choose the career she likes without having to bear various loans, without having to work hard, lower her dignity and please her boss, and without having to deal with various complex social interpersonal relationships.

She can also choose a love that is not kidnapped by bread, and will not be forced to marry because of her age. Like a commodity, it is packaged brightly and placed in windows for men to comment. She will not be over thirty years old and will be poked at the back and pointed at the troubles that men want. Even if she is willing, even if she is single and never married for the rest of her life, she will be a rich old girl many years later.

Dai Guifen, who was once a little vain but kind-hearted, has become Dai Wanhao, whose face is now completely renewed and his heart has changed. It is really sad.

Time is the greatest magician.

No one is unchanging, just getting better or worse. Dai Wanhao thought she had become better than before, but she couldn't even see her own heart clearly, so how could she see this life on the fork in the road clearly?

Miaomiao replied with a message: "If it's not trouble, please check the time when Anmil Studio was established."

Send successfully.

She pulled Dai Wanhao into the blacklist and deleted the number.

Just after exiting the address book, my mother's phone call came and Miaomiao answered.

"Miaomiao, do you still have to work overtime this week?"

"No." Miaomiao tried not to let the voice sound abnormal, "I'll have a break."

"Then come back for dinner, your cousin came with Xiao Xingfan."

After Hosyan changed his clothes, he went to the next door to help Miaomiao get a set of clean clothes. When he walked into the bedroom, he heard her chatting with his mother. Hearing his footsteps, he looked up and looked down, and said, "Okay."

The call ends.

Miaomiao put her cell phone on the table, hooked her fingers at him, and walked to the bed and sat down, and handed her clothes to her.

She pinched his newly replaced dark sapphire cufflinks and played: "My mom just called and told me to go back for dinner."

The laboratory was too busy a while ago, and everyone stayed to work overtime on weekends. She hadn't been home for half a month and missed her parents a lot.

However, facing Hosyan's silence, Miaomiao inexplicably felt that the spring breeze once took advantage of him. The next day she lifted her pants and refused to recognize others. She quickly said compensation: "Wait until I come back to bring you the chicken soup made by my mother."

"Oh?" he asked thoughtfully, "Are you going to replenish me?"

It’s true that chicken soup is used to nourish the body, but when he talks about it, he always feels something strange?

Miaomiao was still thinking hard. He loosened the buttons of his shirt and plucked the collar to both sides. She could see the teeth marks and kiss marks on it at a glance. If it wasn't her masterpiece, who else would it be?

Hosyan rubbed his shoulder slowly, as if talking to himself: "It is indeed time to make up for it, the loss last night was more than expected."

"Hey!" Miaomiao was so angry that she smashed a pillow, and he caught it, put it aside, and held it on her shoulder, "If you want to go back, it's okay for me."

He was always so careful and considerate, Miaomiao said "Hmm", "Do you want the chicken soup?"

"You want it." He kissed her forehead and said with a smile, "You want it."

It was still drizzling outside the window, the sky was gloomy and the light was hazy, and only the eyes of each other were clear and bright as spring.

Fifteen minutes later, Miaomiao washed up, had breakfast with Huo Siyan, and after tidying up, she ran home like a slutty swallow.

As soon as Miaomiao's car turned into the door, Xie Xingfan, who saw her through the window, waved at her excitedly, and ran to the door to welcome her in the rain: "Little aunt."

The little guy was wearing a kindergarten uniform, white and tender like a glutinous rice ball. Miaomiao picked him up, and he twisted around a little shyly: "I'm in the senior class this year and I'm no longer a child."

Miaomiao laughed loudly, hugged him into the house, and greeted her cousin Xie Nanxing.

Xie Xingfan was put on the sofa and immediately went to flip through his schoolbag and brought his own BGM, "Dangdang, aunt, look!"

"Wow!" Miaomiao looked at the certificate in his hand in surprise, "You are so awesome!"

Xie Xingfan smiled and waved his hands modestly: "It's normal. The main reason is that my opponents are all too naughty..."

Xie Nanxing coughed lightly.

The little guy's big black eyes turned around and lowered his voice: "There is a little girl who has lost two front teeth and speaks in the air, and I'm so laughing to death," he also learned, "Huhu, that's it."

"When I went on stage to receive the prize, I saw her crying so sadly off the stage, so I gave her the medal."

"Awesomely done, boys should have such gentlemanly since childhood."

Xie Xingfan was embarrassed by his aunt's praise and scratched his head.

Miaomiao asked again: "Did she say thank you later?"

"No," the little guy frowned, "She rushed over and hugged me," he made a breathless move, "I was almost dead, and she even wiped all her tears and snot on my clothes..."

Miaomiao smiled unkindly, and Xie Nanxing couldn't help laughing.

They were chatting here. In the kitchen, Xie Qiming and An Rongzhen almost finished the meal. An Rongzhen came out and called for dinner. Xie Nanxing took her son to wash her hands. She pulled Miaomiao aside again: "Why don't you bring Si Yan back?"

Yes, yes, yes?

Miaomiao was stunned, Si Yan?

No, mom, when did you get so familiar with each other?

An Rongzhen gently tapped her daughter's forehead: "You, you."

During this period, no matter how busy he is, Hosyan would call every now and then. At the beginning, he talked about things very often, and gradually the topics became more and more. A few days ago, he helped her come up with ideas to solve business problems. He called again the day before yesterday to remind them that the weather became colder in autumn and that they should pay more attention to their health.

More considerate than son.

People's hearts are made of flesh, and even if their hearts are stones, they should be softened. After living for most of their lives, whether they treat each other sincerely or falsely, they can clearly see at a glance. What's more, their previous impression of Hosyan was very good, and their hearts unknowingly turned away.

Miaomiao didn't know that Huo Siyan had done so many things without her. He grew up in the Huo family, who was indifferent to family affection, lost his mother before he was twenty years old, and his father settled in Norway alone. Even if he didn't show it, he must have longed for family warmth in his heart.

She remembered that he was silent for a brief moment when she said she wanted to go home. What was he thinking at that time?
To be continued...