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like first kiss

Years later I never found a boy as unique as his arms. --Inscription.

An Xiaomu looked at Wang Yuan's long eyelashes, her heart beat faster, those thick eyelashes seemed to have a strong symbolic existence, his body was not like the people An Xiaomu had hugged in the past , Those people's bodies are hot, like a furnace, their skin is wrinkled, not smooth, and not comfortable at all, but she will still plunge into their arms one day, because they are the flesh and blood of her dearest relatives.

"Wang Yuan, your embrace is so strange." An Xiaomu put her neck on his shoulder, talking about her feelings in a curious tone.

"What does my embrace feel like?" Wang Yuan scratched his head with his hands, expressing his doubts.

"Your embrace is not as warm as theirs." An Xiaomu left Wang Yuan's embrace, and then spoke about her feelings very seriously.

However, Wang Yuan was not happy.

"How is it possible! I am obviously warm!"

An Xiaomu chuckled lightly, and she continued, although his body is not like a stove, but the temperature is warm, slightly higher than Wei Liang's temperature, but less sensitive to warmth. a cut.

"Also, the skin of the person I hugged was wrinkled and dry, but yours is smooth, like the skin of glutinous rice balls, waxy, soft, and watery. Not dry at all, um, It's like, it's my first kiss!" An Xiaomu talked about her feelings in a straight-forward manner, but felt as if she had said something wrong.

An Xiaomu looked at Su Jian who was smoking a cigarette, and a feeling of disgust welled up in her heart. Su Jian just pinched off the cigarette butt, and looked at An Xiaomu who was disgusted with him solemnly.

"What's the matter, I want to have a bite." His half-smile look was very wicked, and he lost the sunshine he had before.

"No, when did you start smoking? I didn't feel the smell of tobacco on you last time." An Xiaomu straightened her clothes, and also casually put aside the topic.

Su Jian took out another cigarette and smoked it nonchalantly.

"It started today. Tell me what's wrong with your male god." His face was not as sallow as if he had been smoking for a long time, nor was he haggard like the one depicted in the book.

An Xiaomu's thoughts wandered back to the moment when Wang Yuan spoke.

After looking at each other, she avoided her gaze, and the boy's hand wrapped a leaf in the lower part of the big tree: "Xiao Mu, when was your first kiss?"

Later, An Xiaomu's description was mostly insinuated and vague, and Su Jian lost interest.

"Forget it, don't worry about these things for now, let me tell you, I have a crush on a girl." Su Jian winked at An Xiaomu angrily.

"Okay, Su Jian, I didn't expect you to be such a rascal. That little sister must have given you the cigarette." An Xiaomu looked at Su Jian with a complacent expression like a sister.

Su Jian was not happy.

"What little sister, she is three years older than me!" Su Jian put out the cigarette in her hand again, and quickly continued to talk about her purpose, "This time I invite you to dinner, actually I want you to help me get rid of my Sister, by the way, my cousin has come back from the United States, don't let him spoil my good deeds again, he was the one who got rid of the girl last time."