Hot wife lives in the field

Five people lying in a big bed, some excited can't sleep, open your eyes, you can see through the hazy screen, see the stars overhead.

It's beautiful.

How long has she not calmed down to look at the night sky?

"Big meatbag, I want to hear the story of Cowherd and niece." Inside the tent, there was a soft voice.

Yuan Yinzhen and his two younger brothers were talking. When he heard the voice, he subconsciously looked at it, pursed his lips and laughed. His younger brother's voice sounded in his ear: "brother, I've been missing you all these years." The arm was caught, warm liquid, immersed in the sleeve, Yuan Yinzhen's heart trembled, stretched out his hand to his brother in his arms.

Only in a trance did I realize that Xiaobao is only a teenager now, but he looks very steady, which makes people ignore his age.

"I miss you too."

In those years, it's not that we didn't meet each other, it's just that at that time, he was in the capacity of others, and the feeling was different.

"You miss me, you don't recognize me even when you are by my side, you cheat me and say that you are your friend, you don't know. At that time, people in the village said that I was sad when you were gone." The young man's voice is gentle, it doesn't sound like any ups and downs, but yuan Yinzhen's heart is pulled together.

"I'm sorry." Except for this, he didn't know what to say.

"Brother, I don't blame you. I know, those years, you are not easy. Some time ago, when I was swept away by the flood in the south of the Yangtze River, I regret it. I think I haven't talked to you well. I can't die. I told myself that if I can live, I will call your brother when I come back. " Yuan Xiaobao said, and to Yuan Yinzhen's body side together, embrace his arm, that is the dependence on his brother.

Yuan Yinzhen's heart is a pain.

"Xiaobao --" he cried, but he didn't know what to say.

"Brother, you must have had a hard time in those years."

Yuan Yinzhen did not speak.

Yuan Xiaobao did not ask again.

Chen Xingyi is lying on one side, listening to the conversation between the two brothers next door. Suddenly, he thinks of his elder sister who died early. In fact, over the years, he has almost forgotten the appearance of his sister. He only vaguely remembers that her sister is a smiling girl.

In the heart inexplicably sad.

Just thinking about it, he stretches an arm over his side and holds him in his arms. Chen Xingyi comes close to him and cries for a moment.

The boy repressed the cry, as if afraid that others would hear him. Yuan Yinzhen's eyes flashed. He naturally knew what he thought, just for ER Xi——

However, Chen Xingyi is also a strong child. His emotions come and go quickly. When he turns his head, he has put away his tears. He whispers: "brother, I miss my mother a little."

The mother in her mouth naturally refers to Mei Niang.

"If only my mother were here." Yuan Mingzhu also sighed.

Yuan Yinzhen's eyes flashed and he kept them in mind.

"It's getting late. Go to bed."

Yuan Yinzhen made a speech, everyone was quiet, closed his eyes, the heart is unprecedented calm.

They all thought that they would go to bed very late, but they closed their eyes and soon fell asleep.

After watching the masters go to bed, the Gospels give a sign to the palace people around to make them retreat.

The night breeze, blowing in the face, unspeakable comfort, until——

Cold liquid, dripping on the face, Yuan Mingzhu suddenly hit a spirit, suddenly sat up, exclaimed: "it's raining!"

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