"Medicine field? Is it grandfather's treasure medicine field? Yan'er, it seems that the old man really loves you. " Han Mingcheng said with a loud finger, "some time ago, a Chao said that he wanted to study medicated food with Yan'er. My grandfather should do it for this."
Han Mingcheng and Xia Yanchao have been exchanging e-mail all the time. Of course, they know what happened recently at home. The Xia family's medicine field is not a simple farm. It covers an area of about 1000 mu. It's extraordinary whether it's the area or the value of medicinal materials.
"Well, grandpa loves me." Xia Yanxi gives Xia Yanxi a sweet smile. The smiling old man is in full bloom. He is ignored by the unfilial son and gives Xia Yanxi a dish.
"Miss, it's time to bathe windy." Chen Qianqian comes over with windy in her arms, but her face is a little bit reluctant. I don't know why windy is a cute kitten to Xia Yanxi, but always shows her teeth and feet to others.
Chen Qianqian doesn't know how many times she has been caught by windy, but Xia Yanxi has taught her a lesson several times, and windy just converges a little, but it's also very hard to get close to each time.
"Give it to me." Xia Yanxi reaches out her hand and holds windy in her arms. She rubs her snow-white hair with a quiet smile on her face.
If you want to say that Xia Yanxi has a hobby recently, it's windy. If you don't play with windy for a while every day, you feel as if there's something you haven't done.
"Windy's a lot bigger." Windy was sent to Xia Yanxi by Han Mingcheng, who asked Xia Yanchao. Naturally, he was not strange. He reached out and wanted to hold the little kitten.
Chen Qianqian said: "Young Master Cheng, be careful..."
God knows where windy's violent temper comes from. It's not clever at all. Besides being obedient in front of a young lady, I don't know how many people in my family want to hug windy and they will be scratched by it.
"Meow!" As soon as windy's claws came out, Han Mingcheng put his hand on her head. His deep eyes reflected the white cat.
"Meow, meow..." Windy changed her usual arrogance and called to Han Mingcheng.
"Windy likes ah Cheng very much." Xia Yanxi looks at windy's mouth, and her energy is put on the grinding goblin except to take care of the medicine field.
Windy is really grinding. She doesn't want to be touched by others. It's not convenient for her to move. She's always in a hurry to take care of windy.
"I give it to you. Of course she will listen to me. How can she make you tired?" Han Mingcheng holds windy in one hand and pushes Xia Yanxi's wheelchair in the other! We're going to bathe windy! "
The bathroom was foggy, but windy didn't want to cooperate.
"Meow! Meow Water all sprinkled on Xia Yanxi's body.
Xia Yanxi because at home, wear more casual, is a white dress, because at home is wearing some thin, water sprinkle, skirt all wet.
“windy!” Han Mingcheng doesn't care about windy. He throws her into the bathtub. How can he wash her.
Han Mingcheng went to the bath towel in a hurry and wrapped Xia Yanxi up. Can Yan Er catch a cold.
"Go and change your clothes!" Han Mingcheng was worried. He picked her up, put her on the bed, opened the wardrobe, took out a piece of clothes, turned around and said, "how about wearing this one?"
Xia Yanxi wears thin clothes. Her clothes are all wet. Her white dress is tightly attached to her body, which outlines her graceful posture. Although she is thin, the plump place is not thin at all.
"I I'll ask Qianqian to come in and change it for you. " Han Mingcheng put aside his eyes, because of the action just now, Xia Yanxi's bath towel fell on the bed, which is more beautiful.
"Do it yourself." Xia Yanxi shakes her head. She knows that Chen Qianqian has been very busy recently because of her schoolwork. Why bother her because of such small things.
"Change it yourself. I'll see windy." Han Mingcheng's back looks like he has run away.
Xia Yanxi looks at Han Mingcheng's back for a long time and takes off his clothes.
Cheng, this is What's the matter
Strange
"Why?" Han Mingcheng's dress for Xia Yanxi is still a white dress, but just now that one is pure silk, this one is pure cotton.
I can't pull it up
"Ah Cheng." Xia Yanxi's voice rings.
Han Mingcheng is still struggling with windy in the bathroom. His mind has been filled with the wet pictures between Xia Yanxi, a fire from his belly to his heart, and he has been taking a deep breath to calm his heart.
As soon as she heard Xia Yanxi's call, she put windy on the towel that she had prepared for a long time, let her throw away the dew on her body, and get up to open the bathroom door.
"Ah Cheng, I can't zip it up." Xia Yanxi throws her hair to her left, revealing her smooth and white back, facing Han Mingcheng.Han Mingcheng managed to extinguish his anger a little. He rushed up again. Looking at Xia Yanxi's Jasper back, he began to breathe a little quickly.
"Ah Cheng?" Xia Yanxi didn't feel anything for a long time. Her head turned slightly and her sleeves fell down a little. She just showed her left shoulder, "quick."
Xia Yanxi looks at Han Mingcheng standing in the distance and urges her to go and brush windy.
"Yan'er..." Han Mingcheng suddenly steps up, presses Xia Yanxi under her body, looks at her muddled eyes and blocks her hand in front of her eyes.
It's this kind of look again. Every time he sees Yan'er like this, Han Mingcheng feels guilty. How does Yan'er like this do it
"Ah Cheng?" Xia Yanxi doesn't know why. She can be said to be a gifted girl with super high IQ, but she doesn't know if it's because of hypnosis. Whether it's Xia Yanchao's intimate behavior or Han Mingcheng's intentional or unintentional approach, she has no reaction at all.
In Xia Yanxi's opinion, it seems that there is nothing strange about these.
Xia Yanxi doesn't like strangers, and even has no way to get close to them. But for those who really accept them, there is no bottom line for their touch.
"Yan'er Yan Er... " Han Mingcheng buries his head heavily on Xia Yanxi's left shoulder and sprays the hot air from the tip of his nose on her shoulder.
"Ah Cheng..." Xia Yanxi's eyes were blocked, in front of a dark, hand slightly stretched out, hugged Han Mingcheng's head, "Oh..."
Han Mingcheng's lips, which had been floating on his shoulders, gradually moved down and gradually penetrated into Xia Yanxi's chest.
"Pain..." Xia Yanxi pushes Han Mingcheng's hand away. His eyes are misty, as if he is accusing him of his atrocities.
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