Cheng Yinian blinked, "Ah? Shouldn't you like every bit of me?"

Si Qingmo: "Of course I like every bit of you, but you have to have your best."

Cheng Yinian: "Oh, what do you like most about me?"

"What I like most is that you always hit the straight shots and don't beat around the bush. It's easy and pleasant to get along with you like this. I don't need to guess." Si Qingmo said with a chuckle.

"Oh, so you blame me for hurting your little green plum by speaking too directly?" Cheng Yinian tilted his head and asked.

"That's not true. I'm just afraid that you might offend someone and suffer losses in the future." Si Qingmo said.

Cheng Yinian said softly: "If she doesn't have bad intentions towards me, I shouldn't be able to offend her."

Si Qingmo stretched out his hand to tuck her hair at the temples, "But it doesn't matter. No matter who you offend, I should be able to protect you, so you just need to be yourself happily."

Cheng Yi Nian smiled softly, "It's really good to have a thigh to hold you."

Si Qingmo looked at her smiling face and asked: "Yiyi, I also want to ask, then why don't you come to question me?"

Cheng Yinian blinked and said, "Although you were chasing my horse, you didn't chase it from behind or scream. Your horse always tried to run in front of my horse from the other direction. , instead of chasing my horse crazily, so when you ran over, my horse was not crazier, but when they screamed, my horse was more excited."

Si Qingmo tapped her nose with his finger, "Smart."

Cheng Yinian raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Is it possible that you think I didn't question you because you have golden thighs?"

Si Qingmo lowered his eyes and smiled lowly, "Then are my golden thighs easy to hold?"

"It's easy to hug." Cheng Yinian smiled with crooked eyebrows, "I like hugging thighs the most."

"Then hold her tightly and don't let go for the rest of your life." Si Qingmo said with a chuckle.

Cheng Yinian blinked and asked, "Are you sure you can be a golden thigh for the rest of your life?"

Si Qingmo was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It seems that I have to work harder in the future, otherwise, I will no longer have a golden thigh, and my wife will not want me."

Cheng Yinian smiled and handed a cup of tea to Si Qingmo, "Golden Thigh has tea."

Si Qingmo did not take the cup and said, "I want you to brew it specifically for me. I won't drink what others have left."

"I'll make it for you again." Cheng Yinian smiled slightly and started making tea again.

Si Qingmo sat next to her, supporting his chin with his hand, and just looked at her as she was making tea seriously. At this moment, she was less sharp and sharp than she was in the workplace. Her whole person was soft and graceful, giving people the impression that The breeze blows on my face, carrying the fragrance of peach blossoms.

He thought it would be nice to watch her make tea for the rest of his life.

Wu Qingyi watched the interaction between the two, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

She really couldn't understand how A Mo and Cheng Yi Nian got together.

Ah Mo has always been a difficult person to get close to. If it weren't for the fact that they grew up together, she thought, she might not be able to get close to him at all.

But Cheng Yinian could approach him so easily.

What is it for? She couldn't understand.

Cheng Yinian quickly made another cup of tea for Si Qingmo.

Si Qingmo held the cup, sipping it sip by sip, and said, "The tea you brew is very layered."

Cheng Yinian laughed and said, "You are quite good at it."

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