Ouyang Lingyun suddenly felt as if he was electrocuted. He stiffened and forgot to move.
The soft body in his arms was pressed against his, and Ouyang Lingyun seemed to be able to feel her warm body temperature through the loose bathrobe and the thin material of the oil bottle.
“So comfortable.”
With his little head pressed against Ouyang Lingyun's chest, his delicate body restlessly rubbing against his body, Ouyang Lingyun felt his heartbeat suddenly beating wildly like a drum.
What's wrong with him? Has he never hugged a girl?
Ouyang Lingyun was confused, strode into the room where the oil bottle was being dragged, threw the oil bottle on the bed, turned around and left, feeling like he was running away.
She walked to the door with vigorous steps. The tall figure paused for a few seconds and then turned back. The stinky girl was lying on the bed with her arms crossed, her Guaiguai brand sneakers still well worn.
"The sleeping position is so ugly!"
Ouyang Lingyun cursed in a low voice, his tone was obviously disgusting, but the action of pulling the oil bottle's calf to take off his shoes was unexpectedly gentle.
"Mommy, how long will it take for my brother to come back?"
A hazy murmur suddenly sounded, and Ouyang Lingyun raised his head in confusion. You Ping's eyes were still closed, and his lips were smacked up and down, as if he was eating some delicacy.
Was the stinky girl talking in her sleep? Did she even ask about him?
Ouyang Lingyun was confused, and more gibberish spilled out of You Ping Yanhong's mouth.
"It doesn't matter, I can go to Cambridge in only two months, haha."
With a happy smile, Xia Qingqing turned over and the cloud silk covering her body was pushed aside.
Can these two sentences about stinky girl be connected logically?
Is she doing it because he wants to take the Cambridge exam? Can he understand it that way?
Ouyang Lingyun seemed to feel a warm current slowly pouring into his heart. He pulled Yunsi up with his big palm and put the lid on the oil bottle again. However, the little feet of the oil bottle who had taken off his shoes were uncooperative and kicked the quilt aside.
, the skirt of the school uniform was lifted due to the random kicking movements, and the cute pink and white girl was playfully exposed under the skirt.
Ouyang Lingyun's movement of patiently covering the oil bottle with quilt suddenly stopped, and the scene in his memory suddenly flashed in his mind.
'Brother, you met.'
'Brother, when you grow up, you will marry me as your bride and be responsible to me.'
It was also in this room that the tender voice of a ten-year-old kid was still clear in his ears. Ouyang Lingyun seemed to feel that he could still feel the moist temperature and smooth touch on his big palms that were holding the Yunsi quilt tightly...
…
shit!
What the hell is he thinking about?
Ouyang Lingyun knocked on his head with contempt and threatened the restless oil bottle on the bed.
"Stinky girl, if you don't behave honestly when you sleep, you will be dead!"
As if Oil Bottle understood, his kicking calves calmed down. Ouyang Lingyun gently covered Oil Bottle with a quilt, turned off the light, and left the room softly.
Does a ten-year-old kid know what ‘marriage’ is?
It's just a child's talk.
Besides, how could he marry her?
She is his most annoying troll. She and her mommy indirectly killed his mommy. They are both fairies who cannot be forgiven or forgiven!
When he thought of his mother's death, the smile on Ouyang Lingyun's face gradually cooled down, and the gentle curve gradually became colder.
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I recommend Bu Xiaoxin’s completed work "Uncle Let Me Hug". It’s a very exciting article. I hope you like it!