"I'm afraid you don't like me," said Zhong Mingwei, holding ah Chou's face and kissing the small dark red scar on his chin all the way from his smooth forehead. Then the man put ah Chou's forehead on his man's forehead and whispered, "when you are old, I will only be older than you, but I can be full of wrinkles, old and ugly, and I can't see it anymore..."

"Others can't see it, I'm sure I can," ah Chou said softly, rubbing the tip of the man's nose, breathing the man's breath. "Who let you be my man? I haven't seen enough in my life."

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak. His eyelashes trembled twice. He scratched and scratched a Chou's eyelids. A Chou's eyelids were itchy. Now he rubbed them on the man's face. Then he whispered, "what do you want? Why don't you talk all the time? "

"Thinking how much Gaoxiang I burned in my last life, I'm lucky to meet you in my life. Girl, you don't know how happy I am..." Zhong Mingwei sighed and gently said, reaching out his hand and holding ah Chou in his arms. "Girl, I've been in a trance and scared for the past half year. You are in front of me. I'm so happy, but I'm always a little uneasy. I always think it's too untrue. How can people be so happy? How could there be such a good day... "

"Zhong Mingwei," ah Chou suddenly cut off the man's words. She sat up straight, holding the man's face, and looked at the man with black eyes without blinking. "Kiss me."

The next second, the man's warm lips suddenly printed.

"Are you still in a trance?" Between the lips and teeth, ah Chou gasped and asked, "are you still upset?"

Zhong Mingwei didn't answer, but he made the girl in his arms tighter.

"Still, uneasy?" The ugly man was a little confused, but standing around the man's neck, he still chased and asked, "Zhong Mingwei, tell me, are you still upset?"

"Girl, I have nothing to worry about with you here," said the man, leaning too close to ah Chou's forehead, and their noses mingled. "As long as you are here, I can be stable in my life."

"Zhong Mingwei..." Ah Chou sipped her bright lips and said softly.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Mingwei's eyes stared at the red lips without blinking. He was very thirsty.

"Kiss me again, I love you..." As he spoke, ah Chou pouted his lips gently.

Next second, Zhong Mingwei suddenly lifted the quilt and covered them.

"Don't, don't get dirty again..." Under the quilt, ah Chou worried and said, "the ink is good and hard to wash. I stained my clothes last time..."

"I'll wash it if it's dirty!" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but say that he shut up the chattering mouth.

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There is only one dish for the new year's dinner of the two people. They are stewed fish in a big pot. Originally, a Chou wanted to make more. Zhong Mingwei was too busy to stop him. He was not afraid to eat leftovers in the next few days. In order to celebrate the new year, a Chou was too busy for several days. In the afternoon, he also fried a big basket of pills. Zhong Mingwei was really distressed. He didn't want to let her run in and out of the house.

Zhong Mingwei and a Chou both like to eat stewed fish with pancakes, but they usually don't eat it very often. As soon as the stewed fish is cooked, they can't eat it all at one time, and it will always be hot for two or three times. The fishy smell in the room is too heavy, so a Chou doesn't do it easily. This time, he also makes a big pot on New Year's Eve, and doesn't need any side dishes. They eat it in a delicious way around the kitchen 。

"What kind of fish is this?" Zhong Mingwei pointed to a long fish in the pot and asked ah Chou, "it seems that I haven't eaten this kind of fish before."

"Oh, it's loach. It's tender and tender. It's delicious. Even if it's cold, it's not easy to catch it. The old man who sells fish doesn't have many. I'm so sorry that I've robbed several of them." ah Chou was so busy that he took the whole loach into Zhong Mingwei's bowl and urged him to eat it. "One of the thorns in the middle, if you go, you'll have it. Eat it!"

Zhong Mingwei gave the thorn in the middle of the loach, and then put his bowl in front of ah Chou. At the same time, he couldn't help grabbing the bowl in ah Chou's hand.

"Why are you so?" Ah Chou's strength is small, and the bowl in his hand naturally goes into the man's hand. At present, he has to lift the bowl filled with loaches and eat it with relish. His eyes are looking at the man from time to time, and the more he looks, the more crooked his eyebrows and eyes.

"Eat your fish well, and it won't be long before the fish bone gets stuck." Zhong Mingwei said to ah Chou helplessly. The girl was not afraid of eye cramps. He was worried.