Beautiful landlord who loves to talk

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The old lady huang had been standing under the eaves for a long time to watch, and she was not contaminated with any dust or debris flying in the sky. When she saw Memorial coughing, she grinned and waved enthusiastically to Memorial.

"Come on, come over here, there is too much dust over there."

Commemorative covered his mouth and coughed slightly, nodded to Li Laoqi, and then walked towards Old Madam Huang.As soon as she walked under the eaves, the old lady Huang took her hand and said with some distress: "What are you doing so close, you little girl, you must have sucked up a lot of dust."

Li Laoqi heard it from a distance, and responded: "The little girl is very close, and she just sucked it all in one breath."

The old lady Huang scolded him with a smile: "You don't know how to tell the little girl to go far away before doing anything, which makes the little girl cough."

Li Laoqi opened the toolbox and admitted his mistake with a smile: "Yes, yes, you are right..."

Ji Zijin, who was coming out with tea, saw Memorial covering her mouth at a glance, and quickly put the tea on the small table brought out from the side, stepped forward with one hand and gently patted Memorial's back, Gently holding Memorial's arm with one hand, frowning slightly, he asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Memorial let go of the hand covering her mouth, and said to her between coughs: "It's okay...cough cough..."

Although Memorial said so, Ji Zijin did not let go of her brows, knowing that Memorial didn't want to say more, so she looked at Old Madam Huang and asked with her eyes.

Seeing Ji Zijin like this, the old lady Huang knew that she was anxious, and for a moment she wanted to tease this pretty little girl, so she deliberately said, "Oh, there was an accident just now."

Sure enough, Ji Zijin frowned and said calmly, "What accident?"

The old lady Huang sighed again, her expression a little distressed: "I can't tell you..."

Li Laoqi, who was busy over there, had sharp ears. Hearing what Old Madam Huang said, he laughed loudly over there, and the hearty laughter spread to the ears of the three of them.

For Li Laoqi's laughter, Ji Zijin felt a little inexplicable, but she, who cared about commemoration, was only thinking about commemoration at this moment, which made her lose her old wit, and said softly to commemoration: "It's okay, don't worry about it." Afraid."

Ji Zijin's reassurance made Ji Jiu feel a little funny, so the cough that couldn't stop just now stopped suddenly, but Ji Zijin still didn't let go of his hand covering his mouth for a while.

So, Ji Zijin was looking worriedly at the commemoration, and when he gently patted the slender back with his hands, he saw that the eyes covering his mouth had unknowingly bent into crescent moons, shallow like a round moon. meniscus.

Looking at the old lady Huang beside her, she was already grinning happily, the wrinkles on her face were fully exposed, like the ravines that cannot be bridged by the years.

Ji Zijin, who realized that she was being tricked by the old lady Huang, also laughed: "Okay, you guys lie to me together."

Memorial is still smiling, and immediately refuted: "I don't."

The old lady Huang also smiled and put aside her relationship: "Oh, I didn't say anything else."

Ji Zijin had no choice but to hand in his gun and surrender: "Come on, you are a Chinese teacher, I can't say no to you."

Several people were talking here, when Li Laoqi's angry voice came from the melon shed.

"I'm going to kick down this melon shed. This melon shed is rotten. If I kick it, it will fall down and the dust will be very heavy." As soon as the words fell, Li Laoqi kicked down the melon shed, and there was a "boom" .

The moment the melon shed collapsed, the rotten empty wood fell to the ground and shattered into sawdust, and huge debris filled the air. Under the sun, among beams of light, white particles floated in the air, and the particles quickly spread out in all directions.

After Ji Zijin saw it, his first reaction was to reach out and hold Memorial in his arms, and buried Memorial's head on his chest, subconsciously protecting Memorial from the dust.

For a moment, Memorial only felt that her face was in contact with a piece of soft and sensuality. In front of her was Ji Zijin's white short-sleeved fabric.

Perhaps because the melon shed has been left for too long, the wood has rotted to the point that only the outer shell is left, and the dust is embedded in it, so the dust and debris are especially large, even standing under the eaves. The old lady huang covered her nose and mouth and took a few steps back, apparently her respiratory tract had come into contact with the uncomfortable dust.

Memorial came back to his senses and realized that he was being held in Ji Zijin's arms, his face was facing his soft chest, he couldn't help but his face became hot rapidly, like a steamed egg, his fair face was covered with haze , the haze is red to the end even at the tips of the ears.

The shy Memorial wanted to push Ji Zijin away, but at this moment, the chest on which her face was resting was slightly vibrated, and a few suppressed voices resonated in the chest and reached Memorial's ears.

Memorial was a little stunned, the ups and downs of the chest felt under the face were accompanied by depression, and the coughing sound from the chest was also deliberately suppressed, Memorial quickly raised his head from Ji Zijin's arms, and looked at Ji Zijin nervously.

Ji Zijin tried her best to suppress her cough, and when she met Shang Memorial's gaze, she immediately pulled a smile from her lips, but she still couldn't help but let out a cough or two, and the vibration in her chest couldn't be concealed.

Memorial frowned, and said with some reproach: "Why don't you know how to cover yourself? What's the use of covering me?" Although there was still a bit of blame on his mouth, his hand automatically stretched out to Ji Zijin's back Giving her comfort, her usually cold eyes were stained with worry.

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