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He came out of the shower and sat next to me and scratched my hand.

I subconsciously grabbed his hand: "What's wrong?"

He shook his head: "brother, I'm very happy."

He looked sleepy but was trying his best, I frowned and looked at him: "Did you take the medicine for the night?"

He nodded: "Yes, so..."

He put his arms around me and put his head on my shoulder: "I actually... have been thinking, will you lie to me again..."

I have all kinds of feelings in my heart.

In fact, my brother is still very sensitive subconsciously.

After coaxing for a while, he finally fell asleep and let out a low breathing sound.

How should I put it, I was the one who couldn't sleep.

The next day I was staring at the ceiling and he was rubbing against my arm, unwilling to get up.

To be honest, our daily life is also very simple. We have a conversation in the morning, a word at lunch, and a conversation in the evening. During this period, I took out my computer to sort out some materials, and he took out his computer to watch videos there. Occasionally, I leaned over to watch When I looked at it, I found that the contents were all foreign analysis of stock market trends, and I could barely identify how the curve went.

Hey, the gap gap.

My brother is still a bully, and I am still a rookie.

I have to say that the time spent playing games has been shortened after being together.

He prefers to sit with me and chat about topics he is interested in.

For example my mother.

He was always afraid that my mother would not agree with us.

After all, his brother was also very angry with me. Fortunately, I went to the next city to divert the firepower a little, and bought him a little time and space to be quiet.

He has his own insurance, so there is actually no major problem in living.

It's just a little panic once the medicine is stopped.

I scratched my head and told him not to think so much, my mother would not be so wicked.

He was still very nervous: "Then do you want me to buy something for Auntie?"

I think if he buys something, he might take my mother to some kind of jewelry counter, wrap up this glass cabinet for me, and then bring ten catties of gold bars.

What should I do if I am too rich? I am afraid.

I know my mother's temper very well. If she saw this scene, she might have to give Xiao Shou, a silly brother, a big mouth on the spot.

What a loser!

Thinking about that scene, I couldn't help laughing out loud: "Brother, don't worry, my mother is rich herself."

He held my hand and was still worried: "You're not looking for someone... Auntie really doesn't know what to say? I can't have a baby with you... I don't have a name or a name..."

I saw that he might have already supplemented this kind of knowledge by relying on TV dramas, so I couldn't help grinning: "Let's put it this way, my mother and I have watched more TV dramas than you have watched."

He panicked even more, he was so anxious that he already started to lie on me and bite me: "Don't wait until then... I'm fine and you don't want me anymore..."

Hey, silly brother.

I made him a glass of milk: "Don't worry, my mother is not a normal person."

Now it's his turn to open his eyes wide: "How do you say?"

Hey, just some trivial things.

Maybe you don't know.In fact, my surname should be Yue, and my name is Yue Que.

My own father was also a sick scholar at the time, and my mother said that she was a little beauty from all over the world, so it seemed that she decided to have a relationship with my father.

I almost choked on this melon, so I asked her why she said that.

My mother raised her head: "Your father and his family are all scholars, and they are fair-looking, but they are sick. I looked at your grandma and wanted to marry him, but they were not happy."

At that time, I ate two mouthfuls of melon: "And then?"

Then my mother took my father's routine.

She is fifteen or sixteen, and her growth is fine.My grandfather is just such a girl, and my grandmother left early and spoiled her in all kinds of ways.

For a while, he didn't allow his girl to marry a medicine jar.

In addition, the perfect son-in-law of the older generation at that time had to be the kind of strong labor force. My mother looked left and right, but she didn't like any of them. It's okay, she just likes my dad.

My father also avoided it at first, because he was still sick after all, so he always felt that my mother was still young and couldn't afford it.

I don’t know why my mother went to find my dad to learn calligraphy and poetry in the middle of the night, and captured my dad immediately, and wrote poems for her every day, all kinds of crooked, at the beginning she wanted to write about kisses, and at the end she wanted to write about love, between the lines God damn.

My mother is also amazing, and the reply to my father always begins with Mr. Moonlight.

Yes, my father's name is Yue Duanguang.

I got a toothache after knowing it.

Just like this, my mother fucked my father.

Yes, my mother took the initiative.

I heard that my father was so ashamed at that time that he pestered my grandma several times and wanted to propose marriage, but the matchmaker refused when he heard that it belonged to their family.

Hey, my mother ate it after she was pregnant, especially sweet ones.

It was not easy to eat sweets in those days. My father was still drinking medicine, so he saved cloud cakes for my mother, wrapped them in a small handkerchief, and wrote a love letter inside, tied them with red strings and hung them among the trees. My mother just picked it up with a pole when she saw it.