Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

But Xia Chen also thought about whether he would still smoke if he was just an ordinary person.

Maybe it's an unknown.

But by now, it has been a long time.

It's just to accompany myself through countless boring nights, it's just the most boring and imageless company.

Xia Chen could see clearly, but she couldn't excuse herself.

Cao Qingyi beside him said softly.

"Pay attention to your body and smoke less, okay?"

Xia Chen's fingers holding the cigarette paused.

Then looking at Cao Qingyi's bright eyes, this girl who looks like a gardenia doesn't have any traces of her incomplete memories, so she looks so clear, so Xia Chenjue

without burden and pressure.

So Xia Chen put out the cigarette, he said.

"it is good."

Cao Qingyi smiled like a gardenia blooming.

"Why are you so determined, brother."

Xia Chen smiled and wiped his cheeks.

Unknowingly, in the years, in fact, there is no vicissitudes on the face, but the heart is already covered with rust.

When I reached out and wiped it off, there was nothing there.

Xia Chen smiled and looked at the girl's smiling eyes and bright double eyelids.

It has a flirtatious potential.

"What did you say?"

"Will you listen to what I say?"

"Maybe...probably."

Xia Chen still gave an uncertain answer.

Afternoon sunshine, lingering and lazy.

The sun shines through the big tree by the wall, and the veins of the leaves are so clearly illuminated.

Transparent, slightly reddish.

Then it fell down, in the yard.

Shining on the two young girls on bamboo chairs.

The distance between two people is not far, very close.

It was so close that Cao Qingyi could hold Xia Chen's hand as soon as he reached out.

That generous, warm, secure palm.

"I like you."

The girl said so.

Xia Chen was not surprised, turned his head slightly, and looked sideways at Cao Qingyi.

"People like me, there are still people who like it."

That's right, there are still people who like such a rotten person.

Cao Qingyi closed his eyes slightly, and seemed to be enjoying this moment, the lingering afternoon, lying under the lazy sunlight with the boy.

"I like it very much, I like it very much. I will like it no matter what, I will like it no matter what time.

I like it no matter what the scene is.

No matter which era meets you, you will like it.

No matter how old I am, 20 years old, 30 years old, 40 years old, 70 years old, 80 years old, I still like it very much.

No matter the future or the next life, even if we are two hamsters, we can only stay in a small hole, looking for small mistakes every day, and worrying about each other's survival every day, we will like it.

I like.

I love so much,

I love it.

I like it very much.

I like your cooking.

I like what you said.

I like your smile.

I like your daze.

I like you to sleep in class.

like……. "

It was too late to say I liked it, Xia Chen got up from the chair.

Kiss Cao Qingyi's lips.

……

PS: ah....Cao Qingyi's confession poem, my heart is broken when I write it.

82 Calm? ────_

Tonight and Hexi.

See this good man.

Cao Qingyi's confession poem may be very long.

Xia Chen interrupted cruelly.

Because the young man actually knows that too romantic love words will make a man weak.

And at this time, there is no need for too long poems.

Need a heartwarming kiss.

It takes two throbbing souls.

jerky.

The girl was as jerky as an unripe orange, and the movement of biting her lips lightly seemed awkward.

The young man whose heart was touched actually let the other party go easily.

The moment the lips and teeth loosen.

The lights seemed to be on.

In fact, the girl was caught off guard, and in fact Cao Qingyi was also very apprehensive.

This counts as my second confession.

The first time was when it snowed for the first time of the year in Naoe City.

She still remembered that there was a lot of snow that night.

Downstairs are her and Xia Chen's footprints.

That confession seemed unsuccessful, but the only good thing was that Xia Chen didn't hate herself.

And this time the confession is in a more relaxed way.

In the afternoon of Golden Week in October.

This one doesn't seem to have a date of any special significance.

Xia Chen took the initiative to kiss herself.

What is this?

Xia Chen lay back on the chair, did not smoke, tilted her head slightly, and looked at the girl who seemed to have not recovered yet.

"Well... I hope it won't be too abrupt."

Cao Qingyi was stunned for a moment, his face was full of undisturbed rosiness.

Very bright and beautiful.

"No... just... just you..."

When the girl hesitated and couldn't speak, Xia Chen suddenly asked with a smile.

"Why do you like me again?"

Cao Qingyi paused.

"I do not remember."

"I don't remember either."

Quietly, the sound of cicadas in October.

It seems to be the season of chilling and desolate, but in fact the atmosphere is very warm, and the sun is also very warm.

Xia Chen's smile embarrassed Cao Qingyi.

The girl said helplessly.

"I like this kind of thing... It's already very difficult to say it, and I have to say why..."

Xia Chen said with a smile.

"Kissing a girl you like is also very embarrassing. If you have to ask before kissing, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing?"

The afternoon kiss seemed to represent something.

At least it represents the establishment of some kind of relationship.

Maybe Cao Qingyi didn't know, but Xia Chen knew very well that this was the first time in his life in Zhijiang that he kissed a girl on his own initiative.

Significance.

But Cao Qingyi seems to have fallen in love with the title of brother.

Probably because it was too safe to be by Xia Chen's side.

Everything about this young man, even the shabby ones, is so charming, allowing Cao Qingyi to experience this quiet and steady power.

After dinner, the two of them spent a good afternoon together.

Of course, it's pretty good.

Xia Chen wants to send Cao Qingyi home.

Still a familiar path.

Cao Qingyi talked about many interesting things, most of which were from his childhood.

Some childish things are extraordinarily funny when they are said.

Probably people have the habit of mocking their own past and using it as a joke, but in fact this is of no use at all.

For people who don't care about themselves, it's just a silly joke, and it can't be talked about with anyone else.