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Muxi lives in Sikong garden most of the time. When Muxi is not there, all the dumb children stay in their bedrooms by themselves and don't go anywhere.

"Dumb boy, you..." Push open the door, see a long hair sunny day, Oriental Haoran Leng in situ.

Sunny day quickly in the small book wrote a sentence: "today Mu Xi took me to pick up the hair."

See her again nervous rise, Oriental Hao Ran Mou color is downright, "very good-looking."

Get his praise, the little dumb still feel uneasy, reached out to grab a good long hair, resentfully stood in place, head hung low, almost to the chest to go.

Oriental Haoran walked toward her, naturally took the embarrassed little mute into his arms, "it's very nice, the little mute is very beautiful."

The sunny day was still, and she knew that she was not beautiful. His words were just comforting.

As good as he is, it's just a white lie.

Let small mute uneasy, still have the bed together at night.

In her hometown, the conditions were poor, and there was only one bed in the mud room. Because there was no wardrobe, half of the bed was used for storing clothes and half for sleeping.

Usually grandma is sleeping on the bed, she uses several pieces of wood to make the floor.

With the help of her home, Dongfang Haoran found several wooden boards and paved the floor.

The house was very small, and her floor and his floor were inevitably next to each other and became a bed.

Maybe the position is too narrow. He often crosses the line and sleeps to her side.

On rainy days, the temperature will drop sharply.

He would also sleep beside her and hold her. She felt that it was not appropriate and tried to tell him that it was not good. Dongfang Haoran answered her sincerely with a face: "so you won't be cold."

Originally, he knew that she was afraid of the cold

Dongfang Haoran took a bath, dried his hair, leaned against the head of the bed and flipped through a magazine.

Small mute sitting on the sofa, still watching TV, Oriental Haoran glanced at the content of TV, war film?

She likes this kind of thing?

Take back your eyes and keep reading the magazine.

Half past ten

Eleven o'clock

11:25

PA.

Dongfang Haoran closes the magazine, opens the quilt and gets out of bed, ready to catch people.

As soon as I got to the sofa, I saw her leaning on the sofa, her eyes closed, and I didn't know how long she had been sleeping in this position.

Her uneasiness, her maladjustment, her nervousness, her incompatibility, all these things, Dongfang Haoran all saw in his eyes.

Even her resistance to sleep at night was perceptible.

After turning off the TV, Dongfang Haoran leaned over and picked her up. The little mute was very light. He held her in his arms without any effort.

As soon as the body touched the bed, the little mute woke up. Dongfang Haoran was bending down to put her down. The distance between them was very close, so close that they could see the reflection of their little self on the bottom of each other's eyes.

"Did I wake you up?" Dongfang Haoran pulled too thin and was covered for her.

The little mute sat up and looked around, looking for his little book and pen.

"Wait, I'll get it for you."

Taking the small book, the little mute bowed his head and wrote a sentence on the book: "we shouldn't sleep together. It's not good."

Dongfang Haoran has come up from the other side of the bed and sat beside her, pulling her head, "little dumb, I brought you back from the village to marry you. So, we're sleeping in the same bed, there's nothing wrong with it. "

The first time I heard the word "marry" from his mouth, he was shocked by the sunny day. After a long time, he wrote down: "I don't deserve it."

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