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When she went back, Xiao Zhi had already suppressed her tears, seeing Fu Xiao's appearance made her even more dumbfounded.

It's hard to say what happened.

Not to mention how the night passed, after dawn, it will be a festive season.

Wu Xiang opened his eyes sleepily, his bones were soft, and he got up lazily, half of his body was curled up in someone's arms before, his black hair was loose, now he was leaning on the head of the bed, with his hair falling down like a waterfall of blue hair.

"Sister?" Yaose called out, and also sat up.

"Don't catch a cold." Wu Xiang said, wrapping the quilt around Yao Se.

Yaose smiled sweetly, and gently hugged Wuxiang.Wu Xiang also felt his heart soften, patted Yaose's back, and said softly: "Don't make trouble, it's time to get up."

Yaose remained silent, buried her head on Wuxiang's chest, and took a long time to let go.

After getting up and taking a bath, Wu Xiang sat in front of the mirror stand, and Luo Cheng calmed down.

The comb in his hand was suddenly snatched away.Someone sorted it out for him slowly.

The joy of the boudoir, Wuxiang's joy is up to her.

After tidying up, Yaose hugged Wu Xiang tightly from behind, wrapping her arms around Wu Xiang's neck tightly.

Thinking of Yaose's previous silence, only herself was reflected in the mirror, and Yaose's expression could not be seen.Holding Yaose's hand tightly around her, she asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Yaose raised her head and looked at the people embracing in the mirror.They are very close, but Yaose can't really own this person.After a long while, he murmured in a low voice: "If I can hug you whenever I want, that would be great..."

Before the words were finished, Wuxiang knew what Yaose wanted, but she couldn't answer, and she would never be able to promise.

Hate, but who should I hate?

If she hadn't been Wuxiang, if Yaose had never come, if she hadn't been a prostitute, if Yaose hadn't been living in a brothel, they would never have met, let alone know each other.After all, it is involuntary.

If she was born into an aristocratic family and was born as a man, she must be rescued and saved from danger.But she was born like this, she pretended to be unstable, but met a Yaose in this instability, she was sad and happy, it only taught people to hate and suffer.

Wu Xiang closed his eyes, feeling bitter in his heart, but smiled and said: "I think that is also very good, you just rely on me every day."

Yaose squeezed Wuxiang lightly, seeing Wuxiang pretending to cry out in pain, her mood improved somewhat, the pain was temporarily buried, and she said lightly: "Sister Xiao is really right, she is a rascal~"

Wu Xiang said, "I'm only a rascal to you."

Seeing Yaose's shyness, Xinyi pulled Yaose's hand away, but never let go, and said with a smile: "I remember what you said, I don't know what happened to that mouse last night, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, I can take a break and set her up."

Yaose smiled, and said, "You're just bullying sister Xiao."

"Yeah, you think about her every day, and you talked about it when you got up. If I don't bully her, who will I bully?" Wu Xiang said confidently.

"Hunk!" Yaose said, but she didn't have that kind of momentum.

Yaose is good at temper, Wuxiang thought to himself.People who used to be able to make their faces blush with just a few words are now able to use slang and cursing, which is a real improvement.

But she was happy to see it.

After dawdling for a while, we had dinner upstairs together, and the sun was almost setting at this time.

"The dinner starts at [-] o'clock, and my son has nothing to do right now. Go and see that mouse. You've been nagging since you woke up. She might not be free in the evening." Wu Xiang laughed, his eyes teasing, The words made Yaose puzzled.

"For..." As soon as the question came out, Wu Xiang led the people away, leading the way, but Yaose was interrupted, and the question was lost without knowing where to go.

The few people I met on the road, they all smiled knowingly, and let them go if they teased a few sweet words, secretly envious in my heart.When he got to Fu Xiao's door, he knocked on the door a few times but no one came, so he pushed the door open, only to see Fu Xiao holding a book in the window in a daze.

But they didn't even know that someone opened the door.

Wu Xiang coughed.

Fu Xiao came back to his senses in a hurry, his expression was like a frightened cat, and the book in his hand was almost unsteady.In a flurry, he hurriedly held the book firmly and closed it, looking at the person who came, the look of being stunned back to his senses was really funny, Wu Xiang coughed again, and then jokingly said: "Sibaisi is sick, how can lovesickness be overcome?"

"Talk to my sister, who is this suffering from lovesickness? My sister treats you, no matter what, I will invite you back." Wu Xiang smiled sweetly, his eyes were full of smiles, but it was meaningful.

Fu Xiao was slightly annoyed, not only the embarrassment of being exposed, but also the anger of Wu Xiang when she met her, he sneered and said: "I owe it to you? Or is it because you are dissatisfied? What's wrong with it?"

One sentence made the faces of both of them red.

Yaose called Fu Xiao shyly, and then hid behind Wu Xiang, Wu Xiang was also a rare shameful face.I didn't pay attention last night, so I asked Yaose to keep a red plum.

Wu Xiang could not give face, but her little lady had to. Fu Xiao snorted lightly, and asked people to sit down after bringing up the topic.

The author has something to say:

It’s been cold recently, little angels should keep warm and add some clothes or coats~

It feels like it rains a lot this time of year