While the mother and daughter were talking, Zhang Rujun, smelling of alcohol, staggered into the house. He put his arm around Wang Lan's shoulders with a playful smile and flattered her for a while.

"My graceful and beautiful mother, haha... tell me something, my son is willing to do the hard work of a dog and a horse!"

"Where did you drink it?" Wang Lan poked his forehead with her fingertips. "Why don't you go back to your room quickly? Your dad scolded him again when he saw him!"

"Haha...Mom, two friends will come to your house tomorrow...to talk to you and help your son...uh~ cope with it, okay?"

The unpleasant smell of alcohol coming out of the hiccups and his words made Wang Lan, who was covering her nose, instantly ignited with anger, slapping his arms, angrily crying and accusing him: "Didn't that damn boy owe someone money again? Just now.

Let me settle it for you! My little private money has been used to fill your hole! Why don’t you give me a voice? You want to piss me off!"

"Mom...Mom, stop hitting me, it hurts!" Zhang Rujun showed weakness and acted coquettishly. "Junjun...uh~ I promise to do it for the last time!

The two sisters were no longer surprised by this situation. They were each buried in their own world, looking for an outlet for their infatuation.

...

The night was deep, and the lights on the opposite side were extinguished. Mao Xiaoyou was half-lying on a recliner. She was so greedy for this scene that she might not be able to watch it for long.

"Don't want to sleep?" A pair of big hands touched her shoulders, and Fang Wen, who had finished washing, lowered his head and kissed the top of her head lovingly. "Look at it every day, what can you see?"

"It's very interesting! Does each house look like a bird's nest? It looks for food at sunrise and returns to its nest at sunset."

"Very vivid! Each person has a story, including sadness, joy and regret."

"Like you and her regret?"

"Whether it is regrets or setbacks, you can change a person. Change is not for others, but for reconciliation with yourself."

"Reconciliation?" She raised her eyes and smiled softly. "How long did it take you?"

Without answering her question, Fang Wen put his chin on the top of her head and reached out to hold her cold little hand.

"Actually, I don't want to know your past! We all take it seriously and care about each other's present and future, okay?"

"Oh, is it because you care too much about the future that it's so lively?" She teased with a faint smile.

His words did not move her, and she lowered her face to hide her disappointment. What he didn't care about was exactly what she couldn't let go of!

As for the present and the future, they will all exist for her past!

"What if you had shown up earlier?" he asked.

"One hour sooner or later I wouldn't be who I am now!" She didn't want to talk about this anymore. She didn't want to be confused by love words because she couldn't tell the truth from the lie! "Why don't you go home and live?"

"I'm busy, I'm afraid of being nagged, and, like you, I stay up in the middle of the night and face the window."

Covering her mouth and yawning, she stood up and lowered her tender feet to look for slippers. "I want to sleep!"

"I'm finally sleepy!" He turned to the chair and held his flailing little feet. "There is a man, what shoes should I wear?"

After being placed on the bed by him, her cheeks turned red, she wrapped herself tightly and subconsciously stayed away.

"Come here!" He smiled and stretched out his arms. "Same as before!"

Lying on his side on the pillow, his arms touched his pajamas lightly with his fingertips, and a smile crept onto his delicate face.

"Why are you laughing? Do you also feel that you have bad taste?"

Fang Wen, who never looked away, lifted her chin and teased her playfully.

"If it doesn't look good, don't wear it!" She curled her lips and disagreed.

"Do you like wearing it or not?"

He pretended to unbutton his buttons, and she panicked and held his hand, pleading with her beautiful eyes.

He held her hand behind his back and put it on his waist. He curled his arm tightly and brought her forehead to his lips. He followed her forehead tentatively downwards. Her no longer dodging encouraged him, and he gently raised her face to clear away the clutter.

hair. "Fang Wen wants to kiss you!"

The breathing of the man who was so close was getting faster and faster, his face was lingering in the gentle warmth, and the passion in his eyes made her confused, and she didn't know how to answer.

In my heart, I no longer refuse!

He had waited too long for this moment! The burning lips fell on the tip of his nose, making the drooping eyelashes flicker nervously. He patiently withdrew and waited for her to calm down. Staring at her beautiful eyes, the blush on her cheeks was like a ripe fruit, and he couldn't help it.

He lingered to explore the fragrance, and his delicate lips opened slightly unconsciously, like a lotus flower waiting to bloom, exuding a fragrance that penetrated his heart, alluringly enchanting him.

Without giving up, he lightly tasted her, causing her to tremble shyly. In her gradually deepening breath, he completely occupied the sweetness in her mouth, and whispered passionately against her lips. "Xiaoyu... do you like it?"

Like tobacco steaming under the hot sun, the delicious food he prepared at this moment fascinated her even more than the smell of his collar.

His tenderness and pity, his domineering demands, all turned into secret words, which could wonderfully temporarily soothe the sadness deep in her heart. She was extremely surprised by this discovery, and she murmured over and over again, telling him that it was him who made her forget the pain and just care about it.

Greedy for the beauty of this moment! Only him, only him! "I like... Fang Wen... Wen."

But he ended it in a hurry, hugging her tightly into his arms, his breath whistling in her ears, and his chest rising and falling like a mountain. "Don't torture me like this! The coward who wants to wait for me... lies in my bed!"

There was a hazy light in the sky, and the man who had been restless all night finally fell asleep. But even if he was asleep, there was still a slight knot between his eyebrows that could not be untied. The carved three-dimensional facial features matched the strong outline very well, and the new beard under the angular thin lips

The stubble covered the straight chin and spread to the temples along the contour line. Mao Xiaoyou, who had been staring at it for a long time, couldn't help laughing.

"Looks like a bad temper!"

After quietly getting up and washing up, she put on a fresh black and white plaid shirt and white cotton and linen wide-leg pants. Her flowing curly hair was tied into a high hair tie, and her indifferent face gained a bit of softness.

Cleverly and neatly tidy up the house, put one portion of nutritious breakfast on the table and another in the food box.

After packing up her small bag, she suddenly remembered something. She found the spare key and put it on the pendant. The dark-skinned cat made of resin was lifelike, with its sapphire blue eyes shining like it came alive. It was guarding the key that could open her world and was sitting quietly on the dining table.

lie.


Chapter completed!