Chapter 278

When Lin Xiaoxian came back, it was the last class in the morning.

Why did you go so long?

In that case, it must be a ride to send people home.

Take a ride home, boil a cup of ginger tea and exchange greetings for a moment. It takes at most an hour.

If you linger a little longer, the study committee member will lie in bed, cover her with a quilt, and then take a taxi back. It will only take half an hour at most.

One hour is enough. Why did Lin Xiaoxian come back now?

These are all the questions Gu Xiaoyan, a talented girl, was thinking about. After school, she went to Lin Xiaoxian to discuss:

"Say! Are you doing something at her house! "

"Absolutely not!"

"Really?"

"Really!"

Study committee members are like that. Lin Xiaoxian is still doing this for his own personal interests. Is that still a person?

He solemnly promised Gu Xiaoyan, then remembered his oath never to cheat, and added with a guilty heart:

"Anyway... Today... There must be no..."

Not today. That was before.

My boyfriend went to my best friend's house and did something to her?

He never did this to his childhood friends!

"Lin Xiaoxian, come to my house at the weekend!" Gu Xiaoyan pulled his double horsetail angrily.

"Uh... What?"

"Come and do something to me!"

“.......”

Lin Xiaoxian responded first, kissed Gu Xiaoyan goodbye at the back school gate, returned home from the front school gate, and saw Wang Xiaomeng playing horse riding and fighting at the door of the community from a distance.

No, it's a dog fight.

"Drive ~"

"Wang Xiaomeng, you abuse animals."

"Brother Xiaoxian, are you out of school?"

Wang Xiaomeng heard the voice of brother Xiaoxian behind her, buttoned her hat, and came down from the panting rhubarb with a big tongue. He was also panting, sucked his nose, and shook the toy sword and scabbard in his hand:

"Brother Xiaoxian, this sword can sing ~"

"Is it so magical?"

"Uh huh, it's called as soon as it's inserted, and it's still shining. Look."

The plastic sword was equipped with a luminous scabbard. Wang Xiaomeng asked the toy sword to shine and sing to Lin Xiaoxian, but she aimed at the scabbard and didn't insert it for a long time. She was angry and threw the toy sword underground.

"Hum! Useless things! " Wang Xiaomeng learned new lines from TV.

"Sister Meng, you're quite grumpy."

Lin Xiaoxian smiled, picked up the toy sword from the ground and returned it to Wang Xiaomeng. Wang Xiaomeng opened it twice, looked at it and fell to the ground:

"Brother Xiaoxian, it's worthless. Let's leave it alone."

"Don't make trouble. Don't you feel bad if you break it?"

"No pain." Wang Xiaomeng shook his head like a rattle. "It's his brother's."

“......”

People are afraid of comparison. Lin Xiaoxian is glad that his sister is Lin Xiaoshu.

"Wang Xiaomeng, you are becoming more and more naughty. You smashed your brother's toys, abused your rhubarb, and didn't go home for dinner at noon. These three major crimes were tried in three courts in the past. Do you understand?"

Lin Xiaoxian stretched out three fingers. Wang Xiaomeng didn't understand, but he should emphasize that he didn't abuse rhubarb:

"I'm helping rhubarb lose weight."

"Lose weight?"

"Wang Wu..."

Rhubarb didn't want to talk, so he leaned aside.

"Yes, rhubarb used to carry me around for a long time." Wang Xiaomeng drew a big circle with his two arms.

"But now, I can only walk such a small circle." Wang Xiaomeng hooped a small circle with his fingers.

"It must be lazy and doesn't exercise, so its strength becomes smaller."

Lin Xiaoxian took a look at rhubarb. The two front paws of rhubarb rested on his two big ears like a fan. It seems that he can't listen anymore.

"Wang Xiaomeng, you're lazy and lazy. The longer the meat on your body, the more meat. You're okay. It's rhubarb that can't carry you."

"Is it like this?"

Wang Xiaomeng opened his mouth, looked at rhubarb, and then pinched a circle of meat on his small belly. It was true, so he suddenly realized and muttered:

"... after that, I'd better ride my brother..."

"Yes, ride Wang Xiaomeng. Don't torture rhubarb. Look, the child is tired... It won't smell good to make hot pot in the future."

"Wang?"

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Wang Xiaomeng wrongly blamed rhubarb, bowed and apologized to rhubarb, and then followed Lin Xiaoxian upstairs. He learned that Xiaoxian's brother was going to make stewed ribs in an iron pot at noon, and the saliva came down.

"And ribs? Be careful, you can't even ride your brother! "

Lin Xiaoxian gave a serious warning on his face. Wang Xiaomeng was afraid. This didn't depend on Lin Xiaoxian's house.

"I'm back."

"Brother ~"

Lin Xiaoshu's voice is sweet. He flutters his wings like a baby pigeon and plunges into his brother's arms. He is used to being with his brother in winter vacation. He is tired of not seeing him for a long time. I miss him very much.

Lin Xiaoxian took her off and then took advantage of it. Lin Xiaoxian asked while rolling it:

"Where's my aunt?"

"On the balcony." Lin Xiaoshu glared maliciously.

"Call?"

"Eat cherries."

“？”

What is this operation?

"She said she should practice tying cherry stems with her tongue, and then practice Russian while playing, so that her tongue will be soft and flexible and easy to learn."

"Can it help..."

Mu Changqing always has some wonderful ideas in her head. Lin Xiaoxian came to the balcony and saw her standing by the balcony railing, her right leg leaning back and standing straight, her left leg slightly bent, her toes hidden in slippers, her heels tilted up, round and lovely, and the attractive flesh color of jade appeared from the black silk stockings.

“#￥%@#...”

On the side wooden chair of Mu Changqing's body was a basin of out of season greenhouse cherries. He talked attentively in his mouth, holding a cherry in his hand and rolling restlessly around his lips.

Cherries are not very good-looking and have few colors. In contrast, Mu Changqing's lip color is more beautiful and charming, which is far more attractive than cherries in the sky.

"Ha!"

“！！！”

Lin Xiaoxian, who was quietly approaching, stopped drinking, and Mu Changqing trembled directly. The rabbit sisters who kept close to her almost escaped from the prison in the purple wide collar bottomed shirt.

"Aunt, are you chanting?"

Mu Changqing smells good. Lin Xiaoxian may be used to it in winter vacation. After a morning's rest, he can experience the smell and feel a little more provocative fragrance.

"You just recite scriptures! I knew I was scared and necrotic. I was not filial at all... "

"I heard you practiced playing your tongue with cherries?"

"Yes, I think so. Be smart ~"

"Losing wisdom is almost the same. It has nothing to do with wit."

"Cut..."

Mu Changqing looked at him angrily, then raised his white and tender hand, opened his palm, and picked up an orange red cherry at the tips of his thumb and index finger.

"Try it, ah ~ ~"

Mu Changqing held the cherry to Lin Xiaoxian's lips with a long tone. Seeing that his nephew didn't speak, he murmured unhappily:

"As I said last time, I fed you like this when I was a child. You pretend again! Come on, ah ~ ~ "

“......”

Lin Xiaoxian asked her to put the cherry in her mouth.

When he shut up too quickly, Mu Changqing reacted slowly. The cool soft fingers slipped on his lips and tongue and then pulled them out. The softness of the fingertips made Lin Xiaoxian feel different and almost choked.

"Is it delicious?"

"Well..."

Before Lin Xiaoxian bit it, he felt a moist and sweet. However, when he bit it open, the pulp inside was not as sweet as the skin.

"The skin is OK, the pulp is so light..."

"Hee hee..."

Mu Changqing didn't know why he blushed a little, smiled and didn't speak.

"Eh? No, where did you get this one? "

Lin Xiaoxian suddenly remembered that he didn't see Mu Changqing taking cherries from the basin, and immediately frowned.

"You don't care where it comes from. It's delicious..."

Mu Changqing buried his head, his face reddened, put his hands on his back, and drew a circle on the ground with one foot. Lin Xiaoxian pulled out the corner of his mouth and thought of the one she had just played with on her lips.

Damn, no wonder pi'er is so sweet. It's Mu Changqing's taste