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"What is the most attractive place you ask?"

I looked at Lin Ya who was wearing a cute rabbit hairpin, she smiled and shook my arm: "Well, I'm tight-lipped."

"Let me think..."

"—Andre's lips."

This morning.

"It's an international holiday."

"You are no longer a child." I said to Andre blankly, "So there is no need to celebrate Children's Day."

He silently raised his hand to turn up the volume of the children's program on TV. The children danced and sang the music of Happy Little Leapfrog to brainwash and cycle in the living room. Scissors: "Andre! Early in the morning, can you provide a quiet environment when I have something to do?"

"You can move the flowers to the study." He is becoming more and more fluent in Chinese now, and often chokes me speechless, "I want to watch the show."

I stared at a group of little frogs jumping around on the TV, and strode up to him to block the TV: "Watch the children's channel?"

Andre didn't speak, I stood for a while and still surrendered helplessly: "Okay, I was wrong, how do you want to celebrate Children's Day?"

He looked up at me, raised his hand and touched his lips lightly like in slow motion.His complexion is very fair, so the color of his lips is also very light, and the shape of his lips is beautiful, suitable for kissing.He was probably in the oral phase when my careless mother didn't give him enough pacifiers, so he liked to suck something - I've seen too many times with beautiful lips around my nipples, and I sucked gently at first I licked and licked, and then started to suck—stop, I didn't want to fall into an orgasm early in the morning, so I resigned to my fate and sat on his lap, bowing my head to kiss those pale rose-colored lips.

This kiss broke at the touch of a touch, but it was just a taste, and Andre held my head in dissatisfaction, wanting to deepen it.I leaned against his forehead and said in a low voice, "Okay, that's it. A child must have a child."

As I said that, I couldn't help laughing, the more I thought about it, the more interesting it became, and I collapsed on the sofa laughing sideways.Andre looked at me in bewilderment.I said patiently: "You follow me and say, 'Rain girl has no melon'."

He looked at me, and repeated his mouth in doubt: "Yu... Yunu Wugua."

"I'm sorry..." I covered my belly and laughed, slipping off the sofa and onto the floor, "You're too cute."

He leaned over and kissed me on the lips, and then again.

"—Yang Chen's hand."

That was last year.

Yang Chen's hands are extremely beautiful, with slender fingers and well-defined joints. Because he often practices Sanda, he doesn't look bookish, but full of strength.When he was in high school, he always had fight injuries on his hands, so I took Band-Aids and carefully pasted them on his frayed knuckles.But now when I see his hands, I can think that these hands will tightly clasp my waist, and put my fingers into my mouth to let me suck wet to facilitate the next expansion, so I always feel his hands are very lustful.

"Today is Children's Day." I took out my phone and glanced at it. Yang Chen was only wearing trousers and leaning against the bedside to play games. After hearing what I said, he hummed for a long time, and I continued on my own, " Do you know what I watched today? The show on the Children's Channel sang Little Leaping Frog and Edelweiss all morning, these nursery rhymes every year for so many years."

"I can sing too." He said casually, and suddenly sat up straight, "Fuck, my teammates are all idiots, I'm dead."

He angrily threw the phone on the bed, turned to look at me: "Do you want to listen?"

"Listen to what?" I was just talking to myself, and it happened that Yang Chen was playing games beside me, and I never expected him to listen.He looked at me inexplicably: "Little Leaping Frog."

I laughed out loud: "Really singing? Let's change to another song, I really don't want to listen to this one."

"I can sing a lot, you can choose whatever you want." He leaned on his arm and looked at me with a little complacency.I really didn't know what to be proud of, so he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled me over, "Come closer to me, what are you doing so far away, I won't eat you."

I have always been used to lying on the edge of the bed, consciously drawing the boundary between the two of us, but now I can only lean on him and let him pinch my fingers bored, and even compare the size of my palm.

"I'm a little bigger than your hand," he announced, "but that's normal, I'm so much taller than you."

I looked at his hands and couldn't help but say, "My hands are not as good-looking as yours."

"Are my hands good-looking?" His attention shifted instantly, comparing our hands over and over again, "I don't think there is any difference, aren't they all similar?"

"It's different." I didn't explain much, leaning on his shoulder, the heat source brought by the human body made me inexplicably relieved, and it didn't feel bad.I said, "Sing, sing the white dragon horse."

"Really want to listen?" He cleared his throat, and really started to sing in a low voice, "The white dragon horse, with its hooves facing west, carried Tang Sanzang on its back and followed three apprentices to the main road to learn scriptures from the west... Fuck, Xu Junyan, what are you laughing at?"

"You sing well, keep singing."

I suppressed my laughter, felt a little hot and tentatively pulled out my hand, but he held it tightly.

"—and...no, not anymore."

Lin Ya stared at me with a puffy face: "You just stopped, why didn't you say this?"

I smiled and pinched her face, just as the line was waiting for us to ride the roller coaster, I took the opportunity to distract her: "It's our time, little princess, let's go."

"Forget it, see if you come to the playground with me and forgive you." She said, "Next time, don't hide half of what you say."

"Okay, okay."

"And Song Cheng's whole person, but I'm sorry, this is something I don't want to share with anyone."