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"You still missed a word." Jun Xiao smiled and debunked her.

Song Manxi nibbled at the barbecue that didn't taste very good, blinked and asked him, "what word?"

Her intuition told her that Junxiao would certainly hurt her next second, or the kind of loss regardless of personal feelings.

"Grain is not divided." Jun Xiao smiled and answered without raising his head as he sprinkled cumin powder.

"Hum, you and brother Junlin were used to me at that time. Don't forget that you used to go out for a barbecue together. You didn't let me do it myself. I was just waiting to eat." Song Manxi ate several bites, ate all the meat on the wooden tag and threw it into the fire.

Junlin handed another one to her, joking: "if others called and didn't see you take the initiative! When you were at your grandmother's house, I'm afraid you could tell wheat from rice. Now you can tell?"

Song Manxi bit his lip and took the meat kebab. The two sat down again on the stone and whispered, "I can't tell who did it."

"I." Jun Xiao deserved it very quickly.

The two of them sat in rows as they used to when they were in middle school. He took all the food. No matter what it was, she took some from time to time and took it after eating.

"So if you choose to get used to it, you should get used to it when you kneel, or you can't get used to it?"

"No... how can it be? My sissy has to get used to me and kneel down."

"You know."

Both of them spoke easily and normally. Because they were hungry for a long time beyond the meal point, they ate very fast. After Jun Xiao fed song Manxi, he opened a bottle of yogurt for her and fed himself at the same time.

Just chatting around the fire, song Manxi suddenly remembered that it's probably going to spend the night here tonight. Jun Xiao must have been tired all day and is not suitable for driving.

Fatigue driving or something, it's almost impossible.

Well, there is only one bed in the room.

Maybe it means "full of warm thoughts + +". After she has had enough to eat and drink, all the pictures in her head are inappropriate for children.

So she slept with him? Or does he have to make his own floor? Or make your own floor? If she comes, Junxiao will not agree.

If he slept on the floor, did she think it was too much? I just made up.

Can you really sleep together?

The wind from the lake hit her face. This time, she was really sober by the wind.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stand raising, but he didn't bow his head much. If Jun Xiao noticed it, it might be embarrassing.

Does he feel like he's not reserved?

Jun Xiao saw that she didn't make a sound for a long time. He turned his head and saw her holding her head and burying it in her knees.

"Why, headache? Or stomachache?" Jun Xiao hasn't noticed anything yet. His first consciousness is that she's uncomfortable.

"Isn't it that the meat is not fresh?" he said. He picked up the meat that hasn't finished eating but has opened the preservative film and smelled it. "It shouldn't be, sissy. Did you really have a stomachache after eating the meat?"

Before Song Manxi could explain anything, the man began to check the reasons in a panic and stood up in a hurry: "go, I'll drive you to the clinic. It takes half an hour to drive to the nearest clinic here. Come and I'll take you."