Lin Mu looked at Yan Xuanjing blankly.
There was still a warm and soft touch on his lips, and the palms that slowly left his cheeks were large and warm, and the feeling of lightly brushing the lips was unusually clear and delicate.
The mind seemed to be scrambled by those hands, and there were butterflies flapping their wings and gently falling on the heart that was dripping with honey.
Slight itching, soreness.
After a long while, Lin Mu came back to his senses, pursed his lips subconsciously, and glanced over Yan Xuanjing's perfectly shaped thin lips. The neck looked at his five heads.
…
…
"… "
The sense of shame came overwhelmingly.
Lin Mu blushed, and the tip of his ears seemed to drip blood. He rushed into the room like a gust of wind, locked the door with a click, and hurriedly closed the window after entering the room. Rolling in the quilt, clutching his blind and beating heart, as soon as he looked up, he met Qin Chuan's pair of golden round longan eyes.
Hold the grass! !
Lin Mu jumped in fright, lifted the quilt and turned on the bedside lamp.
Lin Mu covered his heart and couldn't tell whether he was scared or ashamed.
He hadn't even had time to think carefully about that kiss from Yan Xuanjing just now!
Lin Mu was pissed.
He grabbed Qin Chuan from the bed, and shook the salted fish-like dragon: "Why are you in my bed!!"
Qin Chuan was pulled by his tail, looked upside down at Lin Mu, and after a while, said quietly, "I'm so sour."
Lin Mu: "… "
"I want to kiss too." Qin Chuan said sourly, "No one kisses me."
Lin Mu: "… "
Qin Chuan sighed.
Lin Mu grabbed the dragon vein that was submerged in lemons, looked left and right, and put the little felt fox on the bedside table against Qin Chuan's face and tweeted.
Qin Chuan was shocked: "..."
Lin Mu was expressionless: "Are you satisfied?"
Qin Chuan struggled out of Lin Mu's hand with a flick of his tail, threw the little felt fox on the bed, and said, "Shouldn't you call Diwu at this time?"
Lin Mu picked up the little fox and put it on the cot on the bedside table: "I want to beat you."
"I don't have his number!"
"That's why he doesn't want to give it to you." Lin Mu was ruthless.
The emperor told him not to let Qin Chuan know his phone number, because if Qin Chuan knew, he would never have peace.
Twenty-four hours a day, I am afraid I have twenty-five hours to deal with Qinchuan's calls.
"Playing frisbee?"
"Don't play!"
"Then checkers?"
"Don't play!"
"Ludo?"
"Don't play!"
"… "
"I want the Imperial House!"
Qin Chuan rolls around on the bed and fools around.
Lin Mu looked blankly at Qin Chuan's shrinking into a thin strip and rolled over there on the bed. He calmly took out a deck of playing cards from the drawer and sat on the bed.
There was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to hang Qin Chuan up and beat him.
"Let's draw ghost cards." Lin Mu said, "If you win, I'll call the Emperor Wu for you."
Qin Chuan sat up in shock when he was dying, a carp jumped up and quickly changed back to a human form, sat cross-legged on the bed, and rolled up his sleeves: "Come on!"
Lin Mu looked at Qin Chuan, and while shuffling the cards, he lamented that this little mental retardation really deserved its reputation.
I really don't have any luck with my own luck.
Is Scramble Cards a game that a hapless jerk like you is qualified to play!
Lin Mu shuffled the cards, put them in the middle of the bed, and snorted coldly, "Come on!"
Yan Xuanjing was thrown into the yard by Lin Mu, and was stunned for a while before turning his head along with Lin Mu's eyes just now and looking at the few monsters standing outside the yard.
There was a book floating in front of Di Xiu, and in front of him were four little radishes sitting in a row, and at the far end was Nie Shen, who was sitting upright on a small stool.
Except for Nie Shen, Di Xiu and the four little monsters stretched their heads and looked at him without blinking.
It's just that Lin Renshen and the others were shocked, while Di Xiu frowned slightly and looked at him with a little doubt.
Di Xiu was indeed very puzzled, because he found that these two juniors did not have the slightest lustful aura - they had gone out all night, and Yan Gui had been gone for several hours after explaining the situation to him.
Kissing in the yard is already a very intimate act, but why...
Di Xiu's suspicious eyes swiveled around Yan Xuanjing.
This little fox... It shouldn't be possible, right
Yan Xuanjing vaguely felt that Di Xiu's gaze didn't mean something right, he looked down at himself, but he didn't know what was wrong.
He turned his head and glanced at the room with the door closed, and he didn't plan to enter the room now to make Lin Mu shy to death, but walked towards Di Xiu.
Yan Xuanjing was not surprised that Nie Shen was thrown here by Yan Gui.
He could even guess where Yan Gui left Nie Shen here to arrange for him.
Nine times out of ten, it was in the street where Lin Mu was now, and he had to work with Lin Mu - Yan Xuanjing was not stupid, Yan Gui kept Nie Shen by Di Xiu's side, and it was clear that it was only when he was with Di Xiu. , Nie Shen can stay awake.
As a person who loves forest trees, Little Ginseng strongly condemned Toffee: "Toffee, you... How come you are taking advantage of the trees!"
Yan Xuanjing paused, turned his head to look at the milk doll, and said, "This is not taking advantage."
"Kiss, why didn't you take advantage of it!" The little ginseng stomped her feet, "You made Lin Mu cry last time, and you took advantage of him again!"
Yan Xuanjing, who was brought up with black history, was silent for two seconds and said, "This time he didn't cry."
The little ginseng was taken aback.
Oh yes.
Lin Mu didn't cry this time.
Although he still rushed into the yard, he seemed shy.
"Then...then you two are..." Little Ginseng raised her chubby hand and pointed the tip of her little finger mysteriously, "Is this?"
Yan Xuanjing pressed his little finger back: "A vulgar act."
"I learned it from a TV show." The little ginseng pouted and asked again, "Is this the case for the two of you?"
Yan Xuanjing was not at all embarrassed, and nodded very simply.
The little ginseng told in a milky voice: "Then you have to be good to Lin Mu, you can't let him cry anymore, and you can't be angry. Lin Mu is so good, you can't be bad."
After speaking, he tugged at the hem of Yan Xuanjing's clothes regularly, and asked carefully, "Then when will you have a baby? Do you want me if you have a baby?"
He nervously grabbed his apron and whispered, "I'm very useful. I can take care of the baby and cook for the baby. Can I follow you all the time?"
Yan Xuanjing looked at the little monster who was not as tall as his waist but had an extremely strong sense of crisis, and rubbed his head in a condescending manner.
"No," he said.
The little ginseng was taken aback for a moment, hehe laughed twice, let go of his hands and sat back on the small bench, and became happy again.
Dixiu looked at them with a smile.
Yan Xuanjing glanced at the book in Dixiu's hand.
The first grade textbook of primary school, the People's Education Edition "Ideology and Morality".
Following his gaze, Di Xiu held the book in front of him and said, "I found it in Mumu's bookcase, just to teach Nie Shen a lesson."
The book looks a little old, but it's well preserved, with no creases at the corners.
Yan Xuanjing glanced at the cover that was held up in front of him, and saw the word "Lin Mu" written crookedly on it.
It seems that it should have been written when I first learned to write, with a jerky and restrained look, and it looks quite cute.
"It's cute, isn't it?" Di Xiu caressed the book in his hand softly, with a very soft expression, "Here are some small stories written by his mother."
Di Xiu has been flipping through the bookcase at home these few days, and he actually found some things.
These old books used in Linmu Primary School are one of them.
Di Xiu captured the sporadic and graceful fonts above, which are completely different from the crooked and crooked dog crawling characters of the young Lin Mu.
The word Dixiu knew, it was Lin Xueji's word.
Lin Xueji is nostalgic and loves to take pictures, always saying that these objects and photos are leftovers from time, and he is reluctant to throw away everything. In the end, they all piled up at home, making such a big house still a bit crowded.
Lin Mu used to talk about throwing away some things to make room, but after Lin Xueji left, he didn't throw anything away. Instead, just like his mother, he kept everything and kept hoarding new things.
It is precisely because of this that Dixiu has the opportunity to find these surprises left behind by time.
Before his accident, Lin Xueji had the habit of writing a diary, but Di Xiu searched the house and couldn't find the diary. It should be Lin Xueji who was afraid of accidentally leaking secrets and causing an accident in Linmu, so he simply destroyed it.
But even so, being able to find these small things is enough to make Di Xiu happy.
From these gadgets, he could see times he hadn't been involved in.
Dixiu is very satisfied.
Yan Xuanjing looked at Di Xiu's expression, not knowing what he should say at such a time to revitalize the atmosphere.
While he was still thinking, Di Xiu took the lead in rushing people: "Go to Mumu, we will have a class outside for a while."
"Class?" Yan Xuanjing was slightly startled, looked at the four little monsters sitting in a row, and then looked at Nie Shen who was sitting next to the four little monsters, and reminded, "The rules of the Central Plains are not suitable for the Great Wilderness."
"But he is in the Central Plains now." Di Xiu said, making a driving gesture, "I know it."
Yan Xuanjing didn't say any more after hearing what he said, turned his head and walked into the courtyard.
The front door was locked by Lin Mu. Although this kind of lock could not stop Yan Xuanjing, he still did not forcibly unlock it, but went around to the side door behind.
This side door was locked before, but since he arrived as Toffee, it has been left unlocked.
Yan Xuanjing pushed open the side door and entered the room. The room was quiet, and the lights were not turned on. Only the morning light from outside fell in through the window, shooting beams of light, dyed with faint light dust and faint and delicate rising sun. , appears quiet and peaceful.
Yan Xuanjing walked up to the second floor and knocked on Lin Mu's door lightly.
There was an answer from the room, followed by the sound of footsteps.
Yan Xuanjing paused.
The footsteps were not from the forest.
Just as he was thinking, the door opened, and it was the short Qinchuan who came to open the door. He looked helpless, as if he had been bullied badly.
Yan Xuanjing looked up into the room, and found that Lin Mu had already propped up the small table on the bed. There was a pair of Monopoly on the table, and it looked like it was halfway through. There is a game of flying chess on the card.
Lin Mu turned his head and looked directly at Yan Xuanjing. He was stunned for two seconds. He looked at the messed up bed, shoved the Monopoly into the box, and stretched his legs to block the playing cards under the table. and Ludo, trying to pretend nothing happened.
Yan Xuanjing: "?"
I thought you were shy.
As a result, you hid in the room and played cards and chess with Qin Chuan to play Monopoly
Standing at the door, Yan Xuanjing looked at Lin Mu's panic as he packed his things, and for a moment doubted his face.
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