sweet joy

Chapter 137 Other girls have younger brothers chasing after them, why don't I
Grandma Tang was so praised that her face turned red and shy: "Xixi is very smart and great!"

"Hahaha——" Song Xixi smiled, and then blinked at the man beside him.

Grandma likes her so much!
After tidying up the leftovers from making the watermelon sauce, Grandma Tang mentioned that there were cucumbers in the vegetable garden, and she could teach Song Xixi how to make traditional pickled cucumbers to eat. Song Xixi immediately swallowed her saliva, and dragged Tang Zhihuan to pick cucumbers in the vegetable garden.

The sun was hot in the afternoon, Tang Zhihuan looked at Song Xixi helplessly, and put a bamboo hat on her head: "There is really nothing I can do about you."

"Hmph, I know you love me~"

Women are good at being pampered and coquettish, especially Song Xixi.

Song Xixi looked down at the two bodies interacting on the ridge of the field, and suddenly grabbed Tang Zhihuan's hand, and the black shadows on the ground were also tightly pulled together, wearing compass-shaped hats on their heads, like a pair of farmers in Mutian.

"Huh?" The man walking in front paused and murmured. Looking back, he followed Song Xixi's line of sight and saw the shadows of the two, his expression gradually deepened, and finally fell on Song Xixi.

"Does it look like a plain farm couple?"

Song Xixi raised her eyes suddenly, breaking the sadness in Tang Zhihuan's black eyes: "You plow the fields and I weave, and I carry water to you to water the garden. Although the cold kiln is broken, it can shelter from the wind and rain, but the love between husband and wife is bitter but sweet..."

The girl tilted her head and smiled: "Does it sound good?"

The man looked away and looked at the field in the distance: "You are more suitable for singing nursery rhymes."

"Little rabbit, be good, open the door, open it quickly, I want to come in..."

Tang Zhihuan couldn't help laughing, took her hand and continued to go to her vegetable field: "Who is the little white rabbit?"

"You~"

"Then what are you?"

"Aww~ Big bad wolf, day and night, I want to pounce on the little white rabbit!" Song Xixi took the opportunity to trot for two steps, then stepped on the narrow field ridge, took his arm, and leaned forward to pounce on Tang Zhihuan's cheek. " After a while, the little face smiled brighter under the scorching sun.

The sadness in Tang Zhihuan's heart gradually faded, and she was warmed by her: "Song Xixi, do you think I must be 28 years old to meet you?"

28 years old, six years left.

What did he use to spend these slow six years.

"Why, you also want to meet me earlier?" She tilted her head, the sun was so strong that she couldn't see the man's expression clearly when she looked up, but she could feel his deep reluctance.

"It was you who seduced me first, so you are responsible." Tang Zhihuan's voice was low, like a child's anger, without any reason but plausible.

It was she who wanted to travel through time and space to meet him in advance, and tried her best to make him fall in love with her. Now that she said she was going to leave, did she ever think about him?
He would also miss her, feel uncomfortable, and be unhappy.

"Okay, I didn't leave. Where is the vegetable garden? I want to eat vinegar cucumber made by grandma. Do you like it?"

Song Xixi suddenly let go of Tang Zhihuan, ran forward along the ridge of the field, and suddenly turned around: "Hey, you came to chase me, no matter whether I traveled through time or the original time and space, you never chased me."

"Other girls have little brothers chasing after them, why don't I?"

After speaking, she turned around and continued to run forward.

Tang Zhihuan looked at her lively back, and said to Manman Tianhai, "Song Xixi, I'm chasing you!"

There was only Song Xixi's back in his black eyes, Tang Zhihuan chased after him, and soon caught up with Song Xixi, hugged her tightly from behind, breathing on her neck and shoulders: "If you catch up, it will be mine."

Song Xixi turned around, with joy in her eyes: "It belongs to you, in this life, in the next life, in the next life, in every time and space, Song Xixi belongs to Tang Zhihuan..."

The hair fell between his eyebrows, there was salty sweat on his thin lips, and there was sweet love, even the heartbeat was at the same hot frequency.

(End of this chapter)