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"My dear."

Xiuying is buried in her pen, the voice of the young runlang is behind her ears.

She was startled, the tip of the pen was crooked, and the copied page was destroyed.

Xiuying looked at the more horizontal, want to cry without tears, back blinking and shouting: "brother Hao."

The little girl's way of looking at chubby was as close as she could be. Feng xiuhao only thought that she was cute, and the extra ink on the paper just disappeared.

He bent down and talked to Xiuying very close: "take a rest. It's rare for my cousin to come over."

Xiu Ying's sight swept the ink on the table, then nodded, and Feng xiuhao laughed. The look in the eyes is like the glass with sunlight, gorgeous and bright.

Zhou Jiayu on one side found that her sister agreed so, and her shoulders all stepped down.

He coaxed him for half an hour, but the little girl didn't even give her a look. It's true that a woman can't stay in a big way!

Zhou Jiayu howled in his heart and followed them to the garden.

In fact, Xiuying is also tired of writing. The more urgent she writes, the more impetuous she is, and her words will be out of shape. She is afraid to send Shen Junxiao a check, call back and let the rewriting, simply take a rest.

Feng xiuhao and Xiuying are quite different in age. Xiuying is usually quiet. He doesn't know what to do in the garden for a moment.

Flowers?

In the little girl's yard, Zhou Zhen changed her ways. Flowers are blooming all the year round. She may be tired of watching in her own yard.

There are no butterflies at this time.

Feng xiuhao was worried for a moment. However, Xiuying knew that no matter which cousin came to the house, they were trying to make her happy. She also knew that there was a gap between her age and theirs. She was a girl's family. They did not come back without racking their brains to coax her. She usually cooperated with her, but sometimes she was very happy.

But Feng xiuhao is much older than Shen Junxiao. He is two years older than Shen Junxiao. How can he coax himself like other cousins.

Xiuying thought for a while and said, "let's go fishing by the lake. Last time I said we would make fish for cousin Hao."

I don't want to meet Zheng Er Na's prodigal son. I'm in vain.

As long as she said, Feng xiuhao didn't follow. Zhou Jiayu, too, even went to work with his cousin. When he told people to get fishing tackle, he still thought he had to fish more fish. In front of my sister, I also look good.

In late autumn, the lake is still a little cold. Ping'er and zhi'er go to let people move the carbon basin. They are afraid of freezing Xiuying's golden pimple.

The lake is sparkling, reflecting the clouds. Because of today's cloudy day, it seems that the lake is like a hazy wave of smoke, which is somewhat less real, and the connection between the sky and the water is illusory.

"It's true that my mother said the weather would be bad these days." Xiuying pulled her cloak and looked up at the dark clouds.

Zhou Jiayu glanced at random and said, "it's winter. It's cold."

"It won't rain tomorrow. It's cloudy at best." Feng xiuhao thought of tomorrow's flower banquet in Hou's house, "don't worry about me."

Feng xiuhao is careful. Xiuying smiles.

The two cousins had baited and dropped into the lake. Feng xiuhao took a casual look at Xiuying. The little girl was wearing a bright yellow coat, and under her body were embroidered with clusters of embroidered ball and flower Xiang skirts. She held her cheeks in her hands and looked at the sky with a trance. The long eyelashes like black feather quiver from time to time, and there is light in those beautiful eyes.

At this glance, Feng xiuhao was fascinated.

He had never looked at Xiuying so seriously. Now, there was no other scenery in his eyes. It seemed that there was only this beautiful image that made his heart beat violently.

At this time, the fishing rod in his hand suddenly sank, startled him to his senses, and immediately lifted the rod. I don't want to, the fish in the water has not really caught the bait, but the silver light flashed past and actually slipped away.

At the same time, Zhou Jiayu also raised his pole and brought a big carp with him.

"Yao Yao, look, you're fishing!" Zhou Jiayu screamed with excitement like a child.

Zhi'er Ping'er is busy with the basket and puts the fish well, and then takes it to Xiuying.

If it's really big, it's Xiuying's half arm is long!

Feng xiuhao can't help shaking his head and laughing when he sees the little girl smiling and bending her eyes to see his empty fishing. Why didn't he calm down just now? The fish that ran away was not smaller than Zhou Jiayu's.

With the first harvest, Zhou Jiayu is more energetic, carrying a sword eyebrow to continue. Ping'er hung the basket on the bank and sank half into the water to keep the fish alive.

Xiuying is not sitting there, moving the stool between the two, also asked for a fishing rod.

Feng xiuhao helped her with the bait. Almost both of them had to rely on the same head. When the earth dragon was struggling, Xiuying looked up in terror. He bumped into Feng xiuhao's chin and covered his head with his hand.

Feng xiuhao didn't feel the pain. He felt that he was rubbed by something fluffy. The hair cream used by the little girl was still very fresh and pleasant.

Unfortunately, his hands were dirty, so he couldn't reach out and rub it again. He could only care and ask, "is it very painful? Zhi son, did you give your girl a look at the drum bag? "Zhi'er responds to the voice and touches it gently with her hand. Feng xiuhao also looks at her nervously. Zhou Jiayu didn't squeeze in and could only stare at one side.

"Big brother, big cousin."

A delicate voice interposed, causing people to look up. Xiuying again hit Feng xiuhao's chin, which was very close to each other.

Xiuying really wanted to cry without tears. Feng xiuhao was also silly. He quickly took out a handkerchief and wrapped his hand to gently rub her hair top: "how did you bump into it again?"

"I'm not interested in it." Xiuying is also out of temper, his jaw is really hard!

Zhou Xian, who was ignored as soon as she made a sound, was ignored. Looking at Feng xiuhao, she rubbed Xiuying's head with tender eyes and heartache. Her heart was like burning on a fire!

Zhou Jiayan didn't notice that his younger sister was so stimulated that her fingers were pinched in the flesh and ran forward: "what's wrong with the four sisters? Hit your head? "

Zhou Jiayan is 18 years old. He wanders in the health center and seldom goes home. It is Liao's illness that makes him stay at home. He also likes Xiuying's gentle and amiable nature, but Zhou Jiayu is very possessive and keeps Xiuying away from others. They don't often play together.

Xiuying called out her second brother, and Zhou Xian, who swept to one side, stared at her coldly. But a touch of her line of sight, Zhou Xian quickly dodged, as if some fear.

Maybe the last time I was beaten, I still have a shadow in my heart.

Xiuying didn't care about her either. She only asked Zhou Jiayan, "how did you get to the lake?"

"My mother is not in good health recently. She has no appetite for anything. Xian'er says that she should not fish for stew. Tell her that we did it ourselves, and see if we can coax her to use it more. "

Zhou Jiayan sighed and said slowly. Zhou Jiayu raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "don't be discouraged. My aunt will get better slowly. Don't you accompany your aunt these two days? "

Zhou Jiayan nods, the little girls have begun to set up small benches on one side, and Zhou Xian quietly occupies the side near Feng xiuhao.