My world double door

In the living room, Chen Xin was reluctant to do so, but she forced herself to smile and open her mouth when she saw Li Yang kissing her lips.

While kissing, she closed her eyes silently, thinking of the scene in the afternoon, while watching Zhang Xia squint her eyes.

She was cleaning the table, and Li Yue held her and it started to rain.

When she was holding the table and pursing her lips to get soaked by the rain, she didn't know what happened, but Zhang Xia's door was opened at this time, and she saw them at a glance, which made her stiff and fed back the rain.

But this stiffness didn't last too long. She was stiff, but Li Yang didn't seem to care at all. He directly asked Zhang Xia to come over with a strong order, and then didn't let Chen Xin leave, so she watched her.

Zhang Xia was so upset, but she couldn't say anything when Li Yang mocked her husband afterwards.

So naturally, Li Yang held them in his arms and made some requests.

Chen Xin was sulking at the time, and Zhang Xia's face was not good either.

But in the face of Li Yang's request, they finally agreed awkwardly, and waited until Li Jian was about to wake up before getting up to cook dinner. Unexpectedly, Li Yang started to help again, and they were blushing.

When they finally finished cooking, Li Jian woke up again, and Li Yang finally stopped for some reason, which was why Li Jian saw their rosy faces after waking up.

And now, after dinner, Li Jian left, and Li Yang, who had just teased them, couldn't bear it.

Chen Xin knew that Li Yang was impatient, and Zhang Xia knew it even more, so she knew that it was useless to persuade and beg, and they could only hold back and let him do whatever he wanted.

They were held in the living room by Li Yang, and then carried to the bedroom bed where Li Jian was resting...

"…………"

When the two heavy rains stopped, the world seemed to be much quieter.

"Chen Xin, do you have any emergency medicine?"

In the bedroom, Zhang Xia, who had just come out of the bathroom, came to Chen Xin and whispered, a little embarrassed: "I can't buy this with my own identity now..."

To buy this kind of medicine, you must use your real name, and this will leave a purchase record.

This record can be checked at certain times.

Zhang Xia's condition...is indeed not suitable for this.

Chen Xin was about to answer something, but was stopped by Li Yang directly.

He held Zhang Xia in his arms domineeringly, pinched the soft mud with both hands, and sat her in his arms. When the eyes of both of them gathered, he patted her and curled his lips slightly: "Why are you taking medicine? Can't you accept it?"

"Come on, lie on me and play again."

Li Yang said with a smile, Zhang Xia looked at this familiar boy, pursed her lips, and lay silently on the bed.

Chen Xin sighed, and also lay on her side beside Zhang Xia, the two of them formed a beautiful landscape on the left and right.

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Early in the morning, the morning light shines.

A man drags his heavy steps and walks slowly on this familiar yet strange way home. Most of the shops around are closed, and the closed shutters look cold and ruthless in the dim light. Occasionally, there are one or two small shops with lights on, and the warm light shining through cannot dispel the depth and coldness of the night.

He has just finished a long night shift, and his face is full of fatigue. His eyes are full of bloodshot, and his eyes are dull, as if they have lost their focus. The deep bags under his eyes and swollen eyelids reveal his long-term fatigue and lack of sleep.

His hair is messy, soaked with sweat, and tightly attached to his scalp. The sweat on his forehead is still oozing out, sliding down his cheeks and dripping on his slightly worn collar.

The work clothes on his body are wrinkled, covered with oil and dust, and there are some stains from nowhere. His shoulders droop slightly, as if bearing an invisible burden. His steps were slow and heavy, and every step seemed so laborious, as if his feet were heavily dragged by lead.

His hands hung limply on both sides of his body, and his fingers became stiff and bent due to long hours of work. The rough palms were covered with calluses and small wounds, which were traces of hard work.

His back looked particularly lonely under the light of the street lamp. His figure was slightly hunched, as if his spine was bent by the pressure of life. His body swayed slightly with his steps, as if he might fall down at any time, but he still persisted, walking towards home step by step.

Passing by a small shop that had not yet closed, the light in the window illuminated his profile. His cheeks were thin, his cheekbones were prominent, and his chin was covered with green stubble. His lips were chapped and lost their original blood color.

The wind blew gently, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground and swirling around his feet. He couldn't help but shiver and tightened his clothes. However, this could not dispel the fatigue and chillness deep in his heart. His mind seemed to still be stuck in the busy work, and his eyes revealed a trace of confusion and numbness.

Occasionally, a car passed by on the street, bringing a gust of wind and raising the dust at his feet. He did not avoid it, but just silently endured it all, as if he had become accustomed to all the unsatisfactory things in life.

Finally, he arrived downstairs of his home. Looking up at the familiar window, a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He took a deep breath, straightened his back, and began to climb the stairs with difficulty. Every step up required great effort, and the heavy breathing echoed in the corridor.

When he opened the door, a warm breath hit him. He walked into the room gently, fearing that he would wake up his family who were already asleep. He collapsed on the sofa and closed his eyes. At this moment, he could finally put aside all his fatigue and pressure temporarily and enjoy this moment of tranquility.

I didn't see the breakfast prepared by my wife when I got home today, but Li Jian didn't care. He was exhausted last night, and now he closed his eyes and began to rest on the sofa in a daze.

When he fell asleep, he didn't notice that his door opened silently, and his mother Zhang Xia ran back to the bedroom quietly with clothes in her hands and covering her private area, and his strong "brother" also returned to his room with a smile. (End of this chapter)