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Sheng Yinzhou blinked and thought about it for a long time before he remembered that Sheng evening was his name.

Sheng Yinzhou vaguely remembers that he was just in the first grade. He followed his parents to the city in summer vacation. However, because the grandparents were busy all day long, and their parents were not at home every day, he walked around the house every day.

One day he went far to the park on the other side of the street, as if he had lost his way.

When he was very panicked to think of his parents telling his children that they could not run around alone, he saw a child who was not tall but smelled very much.

He still remember that it was a very hot day. The little boy asked his name in a high-spirited back-up trousers. In a hurry, he only remembered that his parents said he could not tell strangers about identity and walk with strangers. He couldn't run out alone at night.

So Sheng night came out of the mouth.

He can't remember the name of the little boy. He just remembered that he didn't tell the boy his real name, but he was dragged away by the little boy when he cried and ate the ice cream from the little boy.

When I remember this, Sheng Yinzhou dropped his head and laughed.

That was so lovely! Obviously, people want to make friends with themselves, but they treat them as bad people, but they are finally bought by an ice cream.

The cell phone at the head of the bed rang, Sheng Yinzhou stood up and shut the alarm clock, put the postcard back in the box, then cover it, and gently closed the door of the room and went downstairs.

When he went downstairs, the summer wind was still sleeping.

Sheng Yinzhou put his hand down to the sofa and tucked it in. He took the take-out box on the tea table and went to the Liuli table.

Before the kitchen utensils were sterilized, Sheng Yinzhou didn't dare to use it, they put the dishes in the cleaned dishes and bowls, and then they were directly stuffed into the newly bought microwave oven for heating.

The cold food was hot and then it was hot again. Sheng Yinzhou took out the gloves and asked xiayufeng to get up. Xia Yufeng sat up from the sofa like lying on a corpse.

There was a bunch of curling hairs behind his head, and his face was just fine with a look that didn't sleep enough.

Summer words wind knead eyes blankly and swallowed mouth saliva, "good fragrance..."

Sheng Yinzhou put the dishes and chopsticks to the sofa, and gently pulled him from the sofa, allowing him to lie on his body like a large cartilage animal.

"OK, get up and eat."

Summer CI wind has not woke up, Sheng Yinzhou once again acts as a nanny, wash his hands and wash his face, and finally press him to the stool next to put chopsticks in his hand.

"Eat it!"

Originally because did not sleep enough to have a face of the expression of the summer words wind in the table to see the meal on the moment straight up.

Boiled sliced fish, fish, shredded pork, braised pig hoof, spicy pickled fish, big lion head

"Ah, brother Zhou, you are my brother!"

Summer words wind immediately came to the strength, dangling two because of excitement can not stop the legs buried in the head of the feast.

"Ah, my life is complete."

Sheng Yinzhou slowly ate his meal, and looked at his gobbling appearance, he put down the bowl and poured water on him. He didn't forget to tell him to say, "eat slowly, don't choke, slow down..."

The instructions of Sheng Yin Zhou are useless at all, as if there was only food in the summer words wind, which had been hungry for hundreds of years.

In that moment, Sheng Yin boat produced a kind of illusion.

Home It seems like that.