The Memoirs of Jianxin

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It was no different from the usual afternoon, it was already autumn outside, and there were occasional chills when walking on the road, but Cun Xin and Yang Jian were not ordinary people, so naturally the chill would not be taken seriously.It's just that Cun Xin thinks that after the autumn, it will be severe winter. Although Yang Jian has a mana to protect his body from the cold, the cold mana is not as strong as the clothes she made.

Having made up her mind, Cun Xin naturally began to make warm clothes for her family, besides Yang Jian's, of course there was also Yang Chan.It's just that Yang Chan went to Huashan a few years ago, and it seems that Yang Jian will send this dress to my sister-in-law.

"master master"

Hearing the roaring dog's voice, he knew who had come back, put down the half-made clothes in his hands, and opened the door to welcome the Lord Zhenjun who hadn't been seen for three days.

Yang Jian smiled, and seemed to be in a good mood, while Xiaotiangou was running around behind him, watching Cunxin feel sour, didn't it mean that this time to exorcising demons is very dangerous, they brought Xiaotiangou there, why not Willing to take her there.

Although I thought so in my heart, my heart softened three points when I saw his torn sleeves, that's all, if his clothes were torn, he should look like a tricky monster.

So he still smiled.

"Yang Jian, you're back"

But the smile on the face of the person opposite was a bit restrained, and it remained the same until lunch.

"Isn't the food delicious today?" Obviously she didn't mix up sugar and salt today.

"no"

has a problem!Although she knew that as long as she made it herself, it was pig food, okay.She was also reluctant to give him pig food, just a metaphor.As long as it is made by himself, he will eat it without changing his face and heart.Could it be that her craftsmanship is so unpalatable that both humans and gods are angry?

Cun Xin glanced at Yang Jian secretly, thinking to herself, what is this guy doing awkwardly.

I just said the wrong thing.

Yang Jian, you are back.Just six words.

When it was time to sleep, Cun Xin couldn't help it, looked at someone whose back was facing her, and gently poked his back, she knew that his back was the most sensitive, so she must be awake.

"Yang Jian, Yang Jian, talk to me"

The person on the opposite side remained motionless and continued poking.

But the person on the opposite side still didn't speak, Cun Xin didn't know what he thought of, suddenly Fu Ling's heart came, and he told himself desperately in his mind that Yang Jian didn't care about these things, but he couldn't help but want to try, so Cun Xin cleared his throat.

"Husband"

The sound of husband is absolutely tactful and charming.Just a goosebump.

At that moment, Cun Xin would bet that this guy must have been snickering, and his shoulders were shaking.

Good guy, this guy actually played himself.

Hmph, turned around angrily, and turned his back to him.

"Angry"

"no!"

Yang Jian turned around and hugged Cun Xin, the little milk voice came out, but he was still not angry.But that was also his fault.

Facing Shang Zhou has been away for several years, leaving only her and the third sister, and suddenly came back, naturally he doesn't know how to get along with her, the two of them have been in a state of wanting to get close but don't know how to get close, now seeing Cun Xin, who played petty temper, seemed to have lost all the other reasons of those years.

"Are you kidding me?" He turned his head and made a super fierce move towards Yang Jian, very much like the one who said he wanted to eat him one bite at a time.

Yang Jian avoided answering, and just said, "We have been married for several years, and calling me by my name is too unfamiliar."

Thinking of a time when he always called her the third princess to make her feel unhappy, Cun Xin just felt that Feng Shui was turning, so she stood up and pretended that she didn't understand

"If you don't call it Yang Jian, call it..." The voice stopped deliberately, tantalizing.

Yang Jian looked at Cun Xin with shining eyes in the dark and knew that she was trying to do something wrong, but he let her go, smiling and listening to her shouts one by one.

"Zhenjun, Daren, Second Brother, Second Master, Erlang."

When the last address was blurted out, Cun Xin herself was startled, but she saw Yang Jian turned around at some point in front of her. She thought she had reminded him of his sadness. After all, no one has called this address for a long time. But she saw the tip of someone's red ear with the tip of her eyes.

Nope.shy.

"It's late at night, you, go to bed early too." The tone and voice were almost the same as usual, but for some reason, Cun Xin could hear a bit of cover-up.

"Then go to bed early." Desperately resisting the desire to snicker, Cun Xin lay down, and just when Yang Jian thought that nothing had happened, she suddenly called out to Yang Jian's ears with lightning speed, and even yelled evil-heartedly. In one breath, she knew that some people had sensitive ears, so she didn't know if her husband was such a person. "Erro, good night"

It didn't matter what his expression was, he pulled the quilt over his head, and he didn't care what impact his words had on him.

However, it seemed good to hear someone calling him Erlang again.

Yang Jia Erlang, Erlang.

Seeing that Cun Xin Yang Jian had done bad things, he had nothing to do with her.He had no choice but to lie down resignedly, thinking that he might not be able to fall asleep after such a toss, but Yang Jian fell asleep quickly, with a smile on his mouth, as if he had had a good dream, but when he woke up, he forgot all about it, and only vaguely remembered that The wind chime, which symbolizes a family of five, rings with the wind at the window.

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