The days are just like this day by day. They seem to be as ordinary as water, but in fact they are living happily. It is almost the Chinese New Year, and everyone's faces are filled with unstoppable joy. Another year is about to pass, and next year their lives may all have something special.
different changes
In the afternoon of this day, the continuous heavy snowfall finally stopped. Under the refraction of the sun, the whole earth was sparkling. In the back garden of the palace, a group of people were gathering together, staring closely at the dancing in a forest of plum blossoms.
man with sword
Jun Zimo was dressed in white, and the silver sword in his hand shone with a frightening light. As his slender figure drew graceful arcs, the sharp sword energy kept making sizzling sounds in the air, which also shocked the world.
The water drops that have condensed into ice fell on the plum tree.
A set of Qingfeng swordsmanship was wielded in ever-changing forms in his hands, and the white color of his suit matched with the red of plum blossoms. It matched the scene so well that people couldn't bear to look away to see this demon-like man dancing the sword. It was really a great feeling.
enjoy
"Chu Chu, if he wasn't your man, if I didn't already have a man, I would definitely get him."
Lu Xiangxiang looked in amazement, looking intently at the man not far away, his mouth watering. Is there really another such a beautiful man in this world?
"I feel the same way. If I hadn't been a man, I would have slept with him even if I had turned into a ghost."
Xue Lengqing on the side also looked excited. She originally thought that Jun Zimo was just beautiful, but she didn't expect that the charm he exuded inadvertently was the most deadly.
"Uncle, I am a girl, can I marry him when I grow up?"
A little girl about four years old stretched out her chubby little hand and pointed at Jun Zimo not far away. She looked at Xue Lengqing expectantly. She was the daughter of Xue Lengqing's second brother and his most beloved little princess.
"Well, you have to ask your aunt if she is willing to let that uncle take a concubine."
Xue Lengqing reached out and touched the little girl's pink and tender face lovingly, then kicked the question that he couldn't answer to Ling Chuchu who was aside, and even maliciously put the little girl's small body into her arms.
Push away
"Auntie, can I marry that uncle when I grow up? I like him so much."
The little girl looked at Ling Chuchu with an innocent face, smiled sweetly, grabbed her little hand, and kept shaking her coquettishly.
Lingchuchu's scalp went numb and she glared at Xue Lengqing who was watching the show. She touched the little girl's head and showed a rare smile that she thought was very loving. Then she pushed the ball to Xue Lengqing who had finished dancing with her sword.
on the man walking towards her
"Yaya, why don't you ask him yourself, okay?"
Damn Xue Lengqing, how should she answer such a question? Could it be that she was allowed to be duplicitous and deceive such a young child?
The little girl was very patient, and looked like she was determined to get an answer. She walked towards Jun Zimo and stretched out her little hand for a hug.
Jun Zimo didn't even know what was going on. When he saw the little girl reaching out for a hug, he hugged her casually. Although he hated women coming close to him, he still didn't treat a four-year-old little girl as a woman.
"Uncle, will I marry you when I grow up?"
The little girl grew up with clear eyes. She hooked her arms around Jun Zimo's neck and asked very affectionately.
Jun Zimo was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the little girl would ask such a question. After being stunned for three seconds, he spoke carefully.
"Well, Yaya, wait until your uncle is old when you grow up. Your uncle already has a wife and cannot marry anyone else."
So, can she, who is only four years old, understand it? Can she understand it?
"But, dad has married many concubines? I can also be one of your concubines."
The little girl said with a serious face, not quite understanding the meaning of the man holding her. Can't men marry many wives? Why can't this uncle?
"Well, but uncle only wants to marry a concubine, and he doesn't want to be like your father."
Jun Zimo originally had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but because of the little girl's questions, the sweat quickly thickened. He really didn't know how to discuss such a profound issue with such a young child, so he said,
She won't understand either
"But it's like marrying my uncle. He's so good-looking, better-looking than anyone I've ever seen."
The little girl still insisted on her opinion and continued to put pressure on Jun Zimo. Jun Zimo felt that he really didn't know what to say. After thinking for a long time, he held back a few words.
"How about you marry your uncle's son? He will definitely be better looking than your uncle. Really, I promise."
When the little girl heard what he said, she immediately became interested. She looks better than her uncle, so that can be considered.
"Where is my uncle's son?"
She has to see it with her own eyes to believe it, otherwise she will pester her until her uncle is willing to marry her.
"Still in my aunt's belly, she will be born soon."
Jun Zimo put the little girl down and pointed at Ling Chuchu's swollen belly, indicating that her future husband was living in her belly.
"Wow, is it true? Auntie, can I touch it?"
The little girl is very sensible. She looks at Ling Chuchu with her eyes wide open. She has to ask for her consent before she can do what she wants to do. It is obvious that her mother-in-law has taught her extremely well and is a very well-educated child.
Ling Chuchu reached out and rubbed the little girl's head, nodded, and gave a few words of warning.
"Of course you can, but Yaya can only touch it gently, otherwise the little brother and sister will be unhappy."
After finishing speaking, Jun Zimo pinched Jun Zimo for the matter that he couldn't handle. Since it was passed on to his unborn son, it was really irresponsible. Although the little girl is really very lovable, she still has to be liked by her son.
She is not the kind of mother who likes to mess with her children before they are born.
"I have no choice. Do you want me to deceive such a young child? Or do you agree that she will marry me when she grows up?"
Junzi Mo also had a look of helplessness on his face. He leaned close to Ling Chuchu's ear and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by two people.
He didn't want to either, but there was really no other way!
The little girl in front of them looked at Ling Chuchu's belly with an adoring look on her face for a long time, then she stretched out her chubby little hand, gently touched Ling Chuchu's belly, and asked in a milky voice.
"Little brother, will I marry you when I grow up?"
Then, everyone heard a cold yet powerful voice, which came out from Ling Chuchu's belly instantly.
"Go away, don't touch me!"
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