In the darkness, Aunt Thirteen's eyes were wide open, looking a little unbelievable.
Are you going to sleep already
Guoguo fell asleep.
Shouldn't you be rushing over to me impatiently at this moment? Why do you look like you are about to fall asleep, without any other intention at all
In the past, Aunt Thirteen liked to talk and share her feelings with Yang Fan before going to bed.
Even after I got together with him, I still attached great importance to verbal and spiritual communication before getting intimate.
Although physical communication cannot be replaced, it is perfect to have language communication as a foundation before that.
It can allow physical communication to evolve into spiritual communication, and love is sublimated.
Love is intoxicating.
There is a reason why the praise has lasted for thousands of years.
"Have you had a lot of fun these days?" Aunt Thirteen naturally didn't want to sleep yet. She had been conserving her energy for the past two days and had even had a good rest at noon today.
She wanted to ask Yang Fan if he had done that with Qianqian, and was satisfied, but when he came back he didn't want to be intimate with her.
But she would definitely be embarrassed to ask this question, as it would seem that she is narrow-minded and just like a jealous little girl.
Since everyone knows that he and Liu Qianqian are in love, isn't it normal no matter what they do
"Yes, when you have time, the two of us, and Guoguo, should go on a trip together. It would feel really good to see different places and scenery, and meet people who live and work in peace and contentment in different places." Yang Fan said with lingering desire across Guoguo who was sleeping in the middle.
If nothing else, he felt he could go on traveling around the world for years without getting bored.
He can talk about stories about the plateau with other tourists or locals from all over the world on the bustling streets, or he can chat about the outside world with people who have lived there for generations on quiet and remote village paths.
"No!" Aunt Thirteen turned over, with her back facing Yang Fan and her daughter, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air.
"Why?" Yang Fan asked, "If Wang Bo had not traveled thousands of miles and passed by Hongdu, he would not have left behind the eternal masterpiece "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng". You don't have to leave anything for the world, just leave something for yourself. Even if it's just a moment of sudden enlightenment, it will make you savor it endlessly."
"Others can praise you, and I can praise you too, but you can't praise yourself like this." Aunt Thirteen taught her, "Be humble. My grandmother doesn't like young people who are too arrogant."
"Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" is not circulating on the Internet now, but it has spread quickly among the elder circles.
Even the leaders of other factions that were rivals of the Wen family wanted to meet this young man who had achieved immortality.
Livestock such as pigs, dogs, cows, and horses live too hard and may not want eternal life.
People who don’t have enough food to eat and clothes to wear certainly don’t want to do that.
But after having enough food and clothing, some people will want to live longer, to have eternal life, and it will be enough to satisfy either the physical or spiritual need.
In ancient times, many emperors wanted to live forever, and they hired many sorcerers, alchemists, etc., just to achieve eternal life.
Modern medicine is also working hard to study genes in an attempt to increase human lifespan, but the results are minimal.
The most effective drugs are developed for various diseases and can increase the average human life expectancy.
"Then praise me and say you are awesome brother." Yang Fan said to Shisan.
"No need to praise." Thirteen turned over again. You are great even if I don't praise you.
Then, she got a little hot.
But the little scoundrel Yang Fan remained indifferent and did nothing.
"I originally wanted to go to the northwest during this trip, but in the end I didn't go due to time constraints. It's such a pity." Yang Fan said regretfully.
"Is it because you don't want to leave the hotel after traveling with Qianqian?" Thirteen became even more unhappy. Didn't you realize that I have no interest in talking about life and ideals with you
"No, we only go to the hotel to sleep at night. We probably spend no more than nine hours a day in the hotel," said Yang Fan.
After a pause, he continued, "Qianqian and I have only made some progress, but our relationship is not as close as yours."
Thirteen didn't say anything and ignored Yang Fan.
Yang Fan said to himself: "Thirteen, I think you should go to the northwest with me to see the Son of the Earth."
"Son of the Earth?" Aunt Thirteen was puzzled. She didn't know there was such a tourist attraction.
"Well, in the vast Gobi Desert, there is a mysterious giant baby sleeping in the Gobi Desert." Yang Fan said.
"What's going on?" Aunt Thirteen's emotions were aroused.
Yang Fan introduced this scenic spot to Shisan.
It was a huge sculpture, a giant natural sleeping baby, lying on the ground, fifteen meters long, four point three meters high and nine meters wide.
The son of the earth uses the sky as a blanket and the earth as a bed, sleeping soundly on the vast desert.
This sculpture is carved into the image of a baby, lying quietly in the desert, with a sleeping posture on the ground, just like a sleeping child in the arms of its mother.
The chubby face and round butt vividly outline the appearance of a little baby, which looks particularly cute, lifelike and realistic.
At the beginning of construction, due to the large scale of the project, in order to prevent transportation vehicles from affecting the surrounding ecological and landform environment, people built a special transportation channel in the Gobi Desert. Finally, this huge sculpture of "Son of the Earth" was successfully completed.
It is said that the "Son of the Earth" was built on the Gobi Desert in Guazhou because Guazhou was an important hub on the ancient Silk Road. It was once an important commercial distribution center on the Silk Road, contributing greatly to economic development and cultural dissemination, and carries more than 5,000 years of history and culture.
This statue of "Son of the Earth" is a beautiful landscape and the ultimate art in the Guazhou Gobi Desert. More and more tourists have come to know Guazhou, and many tourists feel heartbroken because of the well-behaved demeanor and quiet sleeping face of this "giant baby".
It is said that a tourist went to see the baby on a snowy day. In the heavy snow, the baby was lying naked in the desolate desert. The tourist burst into tears when he saw it.
I felt that the baby was lonely and helpless, abandoned and died of thirst in the desert.
"Are you done? Go to sleep after you're done!" Aunt Thirteen lost interest halfway through listening. After Yang Fan finished speaking, she immediately said angrily.
"That's it, let's go to sleep." Yang Fan fell silent.
"Go to sleep." Thirteen stopped talking and twisted his body hard with a big amplitude, trying to attract Yang Fan's attention.
But Yang Fan didn't react at all.
After a while, Thirteen couldn't bear it anymore, so he sat up and looked towards Yang Fan.
Although the lights in the room were turned off, the light-blocking curtains had not been drawn. Only the gauze layer was drawn, which could not completely block out the light.
The light from outside can faintly pass through the curtains, allowing people in the room to vaguely see some outlines of the interior and walk freely in the room without turning on the lights.
After looking at Yang Fan for a while, Thirteen gently pushed him.
Yang Fan didn't respond, as if he was asleep.
In the darkness, Thirteen puffed up his lips and lay down heavily on the bed.
She tossed and turned, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She kicked Yang Fan hard through Guoguo.
"What for?" Yang Fan quickly sat up, stepped over Guoguo, and crawled over to Shisan's side.
After coming over, Yang Fan turned on the bedside lamp.
Thirteen immediately covered her blushing face. She couldn't bear the obvious hint.
Yang Fan had a smile on his face and took away the pillow that was covering Shisan's face.
Then, he saw a rosy face. Under the dim light of the bedside lamp, it seemed to be blessed with countless times more charm, beautiful and charming, the kind of beauty that could not be replaced by anything else.
"Thirteen, you are so beautiful!" Yang Fan supported the bed with one hand and stroked this beautiful face with the other hand, his eyes full of amazement.
Nature is full of wonders!
Thirteen closed his eyes, but could feel Yang Fan's gaze. He was a little overwhelmed, so he quickly stretched out his arms, grabbed Yang Fan's neck and pulled him down.
She was still very reserved and had no intention of kissing Yang Fan. She was just shy of being stared at like that, so she pulled him down and hugged him to prevent him from looking at her so aggressively.
Yang Fan had heard before that once you fall in love with someone, you will be unable to extricate yourself.
He was very disdainful, played tricks on others and exaggerated.
Love is beautiful, but not as beautiful as some people say.
Now, he feels that it is not the case and what he said is very truthful.
When you fall in love with someone, the rewards are huge.
Especially falling in love with someone who also loves you.
For example, when Yang Fan fell in love with Shisan, he gained a precious quality of perseverance from her.
He had several girlfriends before, but with them he would only fall into depravity, the kind of depravity from which he could not extricate himself.
Thirteen is different. She has noble qualities, which have influenced Yang Fan so much that he also acquires these precious qualities.
In the past, Yang Fan would feel tired after exercising for twenty minutes and didn’t want to continue.
Now, even if he exercises for an hour, he still feels it is not enough.
After eleven o'clock in the evening, Thirteen's room became quiet.
There was only a slightly louder breathing sound than usual, but it was slowly returning to normal.
The bedside lamp emitted a golden light that sprinkled down. Thirteen lay on the pillow, not wanting to move at all. Her pretty face was flushed and the ends of her hair were wet.
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Yang Fan also lay down.
After lying down for a while, Thirteen finally felt a little embarrassed and reached out to use the air-conditioning quilt to cover his body.
But she didn't see the air-conditioned quilt, so she quickly leaned over and lay on the edge of the bed to look under the bed.
Didn't see it.
She had no choice but to crawl to the other side.
Seeing this, she quickly got out of bed.
Guoguo fell down again.
It was only at this time that Yang Fan and Shisan remembered the existence of a little girl named Guoguo.
The two men had no idea how the little girl fell.
After carrying Guoguo up with Shisan, Yang Fan went to the master bedroom bathroom to take a shower.
He was too lazy to run to the bathroom outside because he couldn't wake Guoguo up anyway.
After Yang Fan came back from showering, Thirteen, who was sitting on the bed with his pajamas covering his chest, hurried down and went in to shower as well.
A few minutes later, Thirteen came back again, already a dignified girl in pajamas. Her face seemed to radiate a holy light, and she was beautiful and charming.
"You must be thirsty. Drink some water." Yang Fan handed a large glass of water to Thirteen, who seemed even more charming.
Thirteen took the cup of water, sat down beside the bed, and picked up the cup elegantly.
She was not like Yang Fan, who could keep holding it until he finished a whole cup.
She took small sips and drank many mouthfuls before she finished the large glass of water.
She had lost quite a lot of water before.
Yang Fan sat aside and watched Shisan drink water. He felt it was very pleasing to the eye just by watching him.
Oh, what should he do? Yang Fan was sure that his love for her had deepened.
Girls like this shouldn't be hurt in the slightest.
Even though she sometimes beat her daughter, it wasn't a problem. At this moment, she only had a kind of beauty and charm that made people feel suffocated.
After Shisan finished drinking the water, Yang Fan took the cup and put it on the bedside table.
"Thanks!"
This is what Yang Fan said to Shisan, not what Shisan said to him.
He hugged her and kissed her several times on her face and lips.
Thirteen really likes this kind of interaction and can feel Yang Fan’s love for her.
"Why are you saying thank you suddenly?" Thirteen lay down and rested his head on Yang Fan's chest, feeling very at ease.
"Thank you for giving me happiness." Yang Fan lowered his head and left a long kiss on her forehead.
As long as there is no monetary transaction involved, being able to have sex with a decent girl is a great blessing in life.
What's more, a girl like Thirteen...
Yang Fan felt that it must be because he had done too many good things in his previous life.
Maybe in a previous life, I had saved the Milky Way.
Being a good person will indeed bring good rewards. I will continue to do good deeds in the future.
Otherwise, it is possible that "the children of those who speak nonsense, are not trustworthy and do evil things will have no holes in their bones."
"I am very happy too." Thirteen lifted Yang Fan's legs, pressed them on her legs, and clamped her, and she also clamped one of Yang Fan's legs, so that she felt more secure.
"I just proposed to you." After turning off the lights, Yang Fan said in Thirteen's ear.
"Ah?" Thirteen was a little confused: "Is there?"
Yang Fan nodded: "Yes, you also agreed to the three things I mentioned."
Thirteen frowned: "Why don't I remember?"
"Are you trying to cheat?" Yang Fan moved his palm down and grabbed it hard.
"No, I don't remember. How did you beg?" Thirteen tried hard to recall.
Yang Fan didn't say anything, he just took action.
I am such a bad person, with insatiable desires, just like those people who hold on to several or even dozens of houses and neither sell nor rent them out, waiting for the housing prices to go up so that they can sell them. I am guilty of heinous crimes and deserve to be put to death.
However, even though he felt that he deserved to die, Yang Fan was unwilling to let go.
He would hold on tightly to the beauty in front of him, eat from the bowl and look at the pot, and would never give up on the two sisters of the Liu family easily.
He told Liu Yueyue that he wanted to marry her.
He also told Liu Qianqian that he would marry her.
He just proposed to Thirteen.
A good man should keep his word. Once a word is spoken, it cannot be taken back.
Feeling a little embarrassed, Thirteen hit Yang Fan and asked, "What three things?"
She felt she had some impression of it, but it felt like something she had heard in a dream, so she couldn't remember it clearly.
"The first thing was that I asked you to marry me, and you agreed." Yang Fan said, "The second thing was to give me three babies, and you also agreed."
"What about the third thing?" Thirteen asked. The first two things were no problem, she could do them.