123 Holding her hand and growing old together with her, she couldn't believe her eyes. It seemed that only by opening her eyes wider could she be sure that she was not blind or dreaming. She did not dare to move away until her hand was held.
cell phone.
The person on the bed woke up. Although he was still languid from recovering from illness, his eyes were exceptionally clear, as if someone who had been tired for a long time finally had enough sleep.
"Why, are you stupid?" He spoke, his voice was dry and hoarse, but it sounded so beautiful to Duanmu's ears, as if it was the most beautiful sound of nature in the world.
Her lips were moving, but her throat seemed to be stuck and she couldn't speak. Only the moisture in her eyes became heavier and thicker.
Leng Anyen saw her emotions and touched her face with his hand. The smooth skin was still as smooth as before. The touch was so good that it made people miss her. That night when he saw her face being beaten, it was as swollen as a pig's head.
, she didn’t know how distressed he was.
Tears finally fell from her big eyes, one by one like diamonds, hitting the back of his hand, then falling and then falling on the quilt, causing ripples in circles...
"Fool, why are you crying?" He put his hand on her eyes, trying to stop the liquid from rolling down, but found that he couldn't. "Aren't you quite noisy when I was sleeping? I was woken up by you.
Yes, now that I’m awake, why is it quiet again?”
It turns out he heard everything...
Hearing what he said, Duanmumu felt even more aggrieved, "You bastard, since you can hear it, why don't you wake up? Why do you keep sleeping? Why..." She was very excited.
The words stuck in his throat finally blurted out, and Duanmumu realized that the pain in his heart was so uncomfortable, as if a stone had been pressed against him, and it was finally relieved at this moment.
Leng Anyen knew her anxiety. It wasn't that he didn't want to wake up, nor did he mean to scare her, but that he just couldn't wake up, as if someone in the dream was pulling him and binding his hands and feet, making it impossible for him to get rid of it.
But it's not a bad thing that he fell asleep this time. It made him know her heart and that he still had weight in her heart.
It is said that women are made of water, and it seems that this is true. Her tears were like an endless stream of water, and his heart became moist when she cried.
"Wife," he pulled her. Since he couldn't get up, he could only get close to her in this posture.
These two short words, I often heard them before, but I didn't feel anything. But now, when I listen to them, I feel like a lost treasure has been found again, which makes the sourness in Duanmumu's heart even stronger.
Seeing her tears flowing more and more fiercely, Leng Anyen was a little helpless. Although he usually hangs around women, he has never done anything to coax a woman.
At this moment, he was a little at a loss, so he panicked and blurted out, "Stop crying, you are already so ugly and miserable, why are you crying?"
The stern voice made her stop crying. She looked at him with tearful eyes, frightened, confused, and seemed to...
Such a look made Leng Anyen's heart feel like he was being teased by a hand. How could he have such an innocent look? It made him feel like he had done something wrong, but their relationship had finally made progress, so how could he?
broken?
Leng Anyen suddenly felt a little annoyed, so he hurriedly explained, "I mean you are too ugly, so stop crying..."
No, that’s not what I said 21
"I mean, although you're not pretty..." Leng Anyen, a man with a reputation for having iron teeth and brass teeth in the shopping mall, really wanted to slap himself in the face when he said such a lot of duplicitous words.
Duanmumu's little face turned from red to purple, and finally turned blue. The tears in his eyes had dissipated, leaving only raging anger.
"Wife..." Leng Anyen called out weakly, and then wailed, "Oh, it hurts..."
Duanmumu's fist hit him, not because he said something wrong, but because he was worrying her during this period, causing her to have no peace day and night.
Leng Anyen let her beat him for a while, until she lay on top of him and could no longer move, he hugged her and said, "Honey, I'm sorry!"
She shook her head and pressed her face against his chest, "It's me who should say I'm sorry. It's me who caused you to get hurt. It's me..."
She is kind, and she likes to take the blame on herself. In fact, the person who is really at fault is him. If he hadn't provoked Ling Kexin, she would not have caused such trouble.
His thumping heartbeat was like a drumbeat in his ears, and Duanmumu realized that all the panic he had felt in the past few days had settled down, like dandelion seeds floating in the air, finally landing on the soil he needed.
Leng Anyen slowly raised her face, wiped away her tears, and looked at her for a moment, only to realize that she had lost weight and her chin was pointed, as sharp as an awl piercing his heart.
"Why are you so thin and you don't eat anything on weekdays?" He rubbed her chin and asked in a low voice.
Duanmu Muyao opened his mouth, "You have the nerve to ask, are you sleeping or not? People in your family scold me every day, so it's strange that I can eat it!"
The accusing tone and the way she looked at this moment, she looked very much like a frustrated little daughter-in-law. Leng Anyen felt distressed and wanted to laugh at the same time. Finally, she pressed her tightly to her chest and said, "I have to eat more in the future. If I lose weight, I will feel bad."
"
Duanmumu didn't think much. It wasn't until someone's hand reached under her clothes that she realized and quickly grabbed his hand, "You bastard!"
He liked it when she scolded him, he really liked it. He moved his hand away from hers and continued to move up her skin. Sensing his intention, Duanmumu quickly wanted to stop him, but he said, "Let me touch it there."
Have you lost weight too?"
His big palm was able to grasp her softness as he wished, but it was indeed a little small. It seemed that he couldn't hold it with one hand before, but now it is just right.
Duanmumu was ashamed and embarrassed, and did not dare to move with a red face. He pulled her head down with his other hand, and then whispered against her ear, "She is really thin. You will be responsible for fattening her up again in the future."
."
What was he talking about?
Duanmu Mu's eyes were wide open and her face was red and dripping with blood, but he opened his mouth and took her lips in his, sucking them tightly...
In the dream, she kissed him like this. God knows how much he wanted to respond to her, but he couldn't. At this moment, he finally held her in his mouth and he never wanted to let go.
He sucked her too tightly, sucking her breath away, and even all the air in her chest was gone. She wanted to breathe, and her lips opened slightly instinctively, but unexpectedly, his tongue squeezed in instantly...
…
Her tongue was like a frightened little snake running around. He could only press her mouth tighter, squeezing out his dissatisfaction between the lips, "Don't move!"
She actually remained obedient and allowed his tongue to suck her...
His lips and tongue, which had been idle for a long time, seemed to be no stranger to this action, skillfully moving around in her mouth, stirring up her heartache.
When he was asleep, no matter how hard she tried, he didn't respond. He didn't know how desperate she was!
At this moment, he was finally alive again, and he could finally bully her like this again. She was so happy, but thinking about how indifferent he had been to her before, she was angry, so she bit her hard -
Suddenly, someone groaned in pain, and then looked at her intently, as if confused!
"Now you want to kiss me? When I kissed you, when I begged you to respond to me, what did you do?" Duanmumu complained again.
Leng Anyen knew that she had been wronged and pinched the tip of her nose, "So now I have to make up for it twice as much!"
"No..." Need, the last two words were blocked by another kiss from him before he could say them out.
The tip of his soft tongue traced along her lips, just like the way she kissed him when he fell asleep. In fact, Leng Anyen really thanked her. If she hadn't been so persistent, he wouldn't have known whether he was
Can you wake up?
They kissed for a long time, and they refused to stop until both of them could hardly breathe. Looking at her little red and bleeding face, Leng Anyen bit her and said, "Honey, let's be good from now on. We will never argue again."
, live a good life, okay?"
This was what she said to him when he was asleep, and now he repeated it again. Her heart felt warm like a hot spring, and she nodded. She buried her head in his chest and clasped his fingers with her hands.
At this moment, a sentence flashed through her mind - hold her hand and grow old with her.
Leng Anyen's body recovered quickly, and they soon returned to the villa. Regarding Leng Anyen's awakening, the Leng family had both joy and worry, but on the surface they were all happy, and even prepared a sumptuous dinner.
Leng Yushu sat on the sofa and talked to Leng Anyen. The brother and sister didn't know what they said. Leng Yushu giggled. Looking at the smile on her face, Duanmumu could feel it.
I am truly happy about Chen's recovery.
"That girl Yushu has been fond of Xiaochen since she was a child. She doesn't speak lightly or seriously. You don't want to be on the same level as her." The second mother's words brought Duanmumu's eyes back. Although Leng Yushu was not her biological child, the second mother still had a good heart.
Kind and friendly to everyone.
Duanmumu smiled and said, "My sister-in-law dislikes my sister-in-law. This has happened since ancient times. I won't be the same as her."
The second mother nodded and helped Duan Mumu pack the food on the table. At this moment, a big hand stretched out and grabbed the fruit platter, and all the red cherries on the top were grabbed.
"Put it down, you bastard," the second mother yelled at Leng Anteng.
Leng An Teng shook his head, "I want to eat cherries!"
Seeing his childish look, Duanmumu pulled the injured second mother and said, "Forget it, let Xiao Teng eat if he likes it. There is still more in the kitchen, just add more."
"This child is really getting more and more headaches," the second mother said, looking heartbroken and regretful.
"Sister, the cherry is so sweet," Leng An Teng said, raising his hand, and a red and delicate cherry was pushed to Duanmu Mu's lips.
Although Leng An Teng behaves like a child, after all, he is still a mature man in terms of height and age. At this moment, he is standing in front of Duan Mumu. The two of them are so close that even Duan Mumu can feel his breath.
On the top of her hair, there was the aura of a mature man, and she could feel it strongly.
"Open your mouth and eat one," Leng An Teng's deep voice lost its usual childishness. It was like an adult man coaxing his beloved woman, and he put another cherry to her lips, as if she only needed to open her mouth.
, you can hold the red fruit in your mouth.
Originally such an action was very ambiguous, and coupled with Leng Jiateng's words, Duanmu Mu's heart jumped inexplicably, so her mouth was frozen there, neither opening nor not opening.
"Open your mouth..." Leng Anteng's voice seemed to be closer to her, so close that it was close to her heart. Moreover, he also used two verbs with seductive words.
"I..." Duanmumu was so panicked that she opened her mouth to say she wouldn't eat it, but when she opened her mouth, Leng Anteng pushed the red cherry fruit into her mouth, and she could even feel her lips touching it.
his fingers.
Her nerves suddenly felt as if they were electrocuted. She took an uncontrollable step back and looked at the boy in front of her with a pair of dark eyes.
"Is it sweet?" Faced with her inquiring eyes, Leng Jiateng asked, with an expectant smile and eagerness on his face, like a child who had perfect scores in the exam and was looking forward to his father's praise.
Duanmumu blinked and looked at him in disbelief. For a moment, he couldn't tell which of the previous and current feelings was true?
"Xiao Teng..." She opened her mouth, but her throat became extremely dry for some reason, as if what she just swallowed was not a cherry, but a kind of poison.
"Sister, eat another one," Leng An Teng brought another cherry over, but this time Duan Mumu dodged it very quickly.
"I won't eat!" She said suddenly loudly, even shocking Leng Anyen who was sitting on the sofa beside her.
"Wife, what's wrong?" Leng Anyen came over and looked between Leng Andeng and her.
Duanmumu's heart was so flustered that it lost its rhythm. She didn't know how to explain it to Leng Anyen. It felt like seeing a ghost. She was afraid that no one would believe it if she told her. So she shook her head and said, "It's okay."
A dim light flashed through Leng Jiateng's black eyes, which was too fast for anyone to catch. He quickly turned to look at Leng Anyen, "Brother, the cherries are so sweet and delicious!" He said, picking up one.
It was about to be put into Leng Anyen's mouth.
Leng Anyen took it and said with a smile, "It's delicious, Xiao Teng, please eat more."
"Hmm!" Leng An Teng cooed, holding the cherry in his palm and turning around.
At this moment, Duanmu suddenly remembered something, "Xiao Teng..."
Leng Andeng turned around, the light in his eyes brightened, "Sister, you still want to eat, I'll give you all these," he said, placing all the cherries in his palm in front of Duanmu Mu.
Duanmumu was about to speak when he saw Leng Yushu coming over, pinching a cherry from Leng Andeng's palm and putting it into his mouth. While eating, he said, "You can subdue even a fool. Sister-in-law, you are so good at it."
It’s really amazing.”
"Xiao Shu, don't talk about your sister-in-law like that," Leng Anyen defended his wife.
Duanmumu smiled faintly. She had long been used to carrying a gun and a stick like Leng Yumei. He didn't want to argue with her. Duanmumu looked at Leng Andeng and said, "Xiao Teng, do you still remember the painting that my sister asked you to draw?"
are you done?"
That was what happened before Leng Anyen's accident. She had almost forgotten it, but the moment Leng Jiateng turned around, she somehow remembered it again?
Leng An Teng didn't speak, his eyes were full of ignorance, he didn't seem to understand, and he seemed to have forgotten it a long time ago.
"My sister said you have learned it. The painting where my sister taught you how to fold a frog is of a little bird standing on a tree," Duanmumu reminded again.
At this moment, the second mother came over from the side, pulled Leng Andeng behind her, and answered for her son, "Well, he painted a lot, I can take you to see it!"
It’s the Chinese New Year on ps3a. There are so few people reading the article, it’s so deserted, and I’m definitely frozen!
