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Xia Chuan brought a pen and paper, and the two of them turned their backs and finished writing, then exchanged words with each other.

Han Mei wrote down her wish without any hesitation. She concluded that Xia Chuan's wish was the same, so she expressed it more strongly. Isn't this a clear understanding?

But when she saw Xia Chuan's wish, her cheeks flushed with shame and she thumped him hard:

"Let you tease my sister!"

"Sister, how did I tease you?" Xia Chuan immediately protested.

"Does that require strength?"

"Why not? Why can't you do it when you're eating? It's because you're not putting in enough effort."

"Okay, you're right. But if you want to see that, isn't that teasing your sister?"

"Sister, what kind of low aesthetic sense is this? That was the most beautiful scene. How could you be teasing me?"

Han Mei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Since it's so beautiful, shouldn't you write a poem after reading it?"

Xia Chuan's eyes lit up again, and he said cautiously: "That's necessary."

Han Mei found that he was really interested in this, so she smiled and said, "Okay, I believe you. If you can't do it, I will be mad at you for the rest of my life."

Xia Chuan's eyes became brighter and brighter: "Don't worry! I may not be able to do it for a whole night, but one song is definitely fine!"

Han Mei immediately took his arm, walked into the bathroom, and locked the door.

This action of knocking on the door made Xia Chuan tremble. It seemed that he didn't knock on the door in the first place.

Then, there was a conversation coming from the bathroom.

"Sister, are you locking the door to protect me or others?"

"Brother, are you sleepwalking? My sister has locked you in. How can I guard against you? It's just a habit. You are used to using the bathroom at home, but your sister has been living outside."

"Sister, I was wrong."

"Well, it doesn't matter. My sister likes to forgive you."

After a long time.

"Sister, does it always take this long?"

"No, it's blocked by your eyes."

"Sister, are you ready to cheat?"

"No, it does take strength. I'm sorry, sister. Why don't you write a poem first?"

"Well, this is only half a song."

"Giggle..."

Then there was a sound of water.

Then Xia Chuan loudly chanted:

"The winter snow flies across the sky and the wind is cold. The beauty opens her eyes and pees and laughs. She is hungry and thirsty and drinks the bean-shaped rain. Who knows if I can be fucked by you?"

Puffy!

Xia Chuan opened the door and ran away. Han Mei chased him in shame and anger, determined to beat him to death.

Finally hit the bed.

The lights were also turned off, and the two of them were discussed while covering their faces.

"Sister, now that the moon is black and the sky is high, do you have any desire to commit a crime?"

"No. You can commit a crime any day, but not tonight. Sister will be really angry."

"That doesn't make sense, is she angry because I fulfilled her wish?"

"Yeah. My sister understands everything, but she just doesn't want to reason."

"Sister, if you are still unmarried and I am still unmarried in ten years, then we... will be so miserable. It will be so miserable. It's all because of our unreasonable behavior."

Han Mei's heart was pounding when she heard it, but she slapped him sweetly and said: "Sister, if you have a man who can shine, will you still be afraid of the dark? But you are so miserable, so miserable. No one can accompany you. woman."

"No, there is a companion, but there is no sister."

"Oh, yes, so many beauties are haggard, so many lovesicknesses are broken, but you flew away to Mars happily, leaving only countless descendants all over the earth. The flutes are broken, the ink is dyed with tears, and the tombs are sacrificed with blood."

"Then can you blame me? Although the butterfly is beautiful, it cannot fly across the sea. So while my sister still has her wings, she can still stir up the spring breeze that fills the bed, please beg me quickly."

"Hehe, brother, please sing a song for your sister."

"Oh, this requires passion. Sister, do you understand passion? It's about stimulating emotions first."

"Ok, let me sing a song for you first." Then, she really sang a song called "Husband and Wife Return Home Together". The meaning was very clear. I don't hide my feelings, but I reject your reason.

"Sister, have you ever seen a married couple? We don't have that feeling, but we are always busy dividing our time."

"Little bastard, I'm going to risk my life tonight, so I won't ask you to go to sleep! Even if I fly tomorrow morning, I'll accept my fate." Then he turned around.

Xia Chuan hugged her from behind again and did the work of a baker. The two of them were warm and cozy for a long time.

Han Mei whispered: "Brother, will you be there tomorrow?"

"Yes, yes, Huo is here."

Han Mei turned over and said softly: "Sister, I can't wait any longer. My whole life is too slim. I only want this one night. Please, brother, can I take my sister?"

"Well, write a poem first and let me see if you feel strongly about it." Xia Chuan twisted his chin with his hand, acting like a saint.

Han Mei was determined to kill him and chanted casually:

Breaking the silence and feeling depressed, my sister just wants to grow old in bed.

The younger brother has a spear, the elder sister is enchanting, and water and fire are in conflict with each other, making things hot.

The river is winding, the bow of the boat is straight, and thousands of fish in the river are exhausted.

The man grows vines, the daughter cuts them, and the meat is exposed on the futon while eating and drinking.

Six Tao sacrifices, three tripods, Han tombs and Tang Dynasties were buried in weeds.

There are mountains of rocks, tombs of desolate clothes, and evening smoke rising from the palaces of Chu and Wu.

Born in leisure, grow old in busyness, who can be at peace before death!

When the sun is high in the sky, no one gets up, Because fame and fortune are not as important as leisure.

Red and tender hands, Guan Xiaojiu, ah...brother...slow down...

……

The strong wind gathered the dark clouds, as if driving countless black wild horses, roaring and rushing between the sky and the earth. The sky and the earth were stretched tightly by the rolling dark clouds, inseparably connected together, and the dawn was still above the clouds.

Han Mei took the night boat for an entire night and only ferried one person across.

She was not tired at all, and her willpower washed away all her fatigue, leaving only the flowers blooming in the Garden of Eden, and she was the only Eve.

But she felt sorry for the man. She just held him tight and refused to let him move. Letting him go meant parting.

"Sister, I'll get up and cook for you."

"No, sister will do it for you."

"You can't get up, and you can't even put on your clothes."

Indeed, the clothes and pants that were originally too baggy now feel like wearing two sacks on the body.

Han Mei's eyes were filled with tenderness. A night of nourishment made her skin as smooth as a baby's, but she didn't know it yet. She said affectionately, "Don't worry, brother. No matter how loose the belt is, only you can untie it. Wait until you leave and then buy some. Sister can't see it because I'm wearing a coat."

Xia Chuan sighed: "Why bother? I even cook and make clothes for my sister."

Han Mei took a breath and said, "Sister wants to see it."

"You can only watch it if you marry me."

"Then don't watch it. The secret will be known sooner or later, and you won't be able to bear it when you wake up from the dream."

"Then sister, wait, I will dress my sister later."

"Yeah. Just keep it simple, don't tire yourself." Han Mei warned.

Xia Chuan nodded, got up, dressed and left.

Han Mei finally had a chance to look in the mirror. She was not alone in admiring her beautiful figure. What were she waiting for?

She jumped to the ground, ran to the closet mirror, and was suddenly stunned.

"Is this me?"

"It turns out that my brother has been transforming my sister that night." Han Mei cried.

Han Mei in the mirror looked like she was twenty years old. She was perfect from head to toe and exuded amazing charm. She was still the same person and had the same appearance, but she looked a hundred times more beautiful no matter how you looked at her.