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The weather was sunny, but it was not hot because of a rainstorm two days ago, but a little cool breeze blew from time to time, bringing a lot of coolness to this summer.

In the spacious Sanhe earth courtyard dam, two tables of mahjong and one table of poker are lined up in turn. Everyone was entertained, and kept making the sound of "bang bang bang" one after another, the shouts of "strips, cakes, and ten thousand", as well as the sound of "hanging master" shouted by several female compatriots from time to time.

In stark contrast to the hustle and bustle outside, Zhang Jing's boudoir at this time can almost be said to be audible and quiet.

Wang Bo hugged the fifteen-year-old Zhang Jing in his arms, he closed his eyes, rested his chin on Zhang Jing's head, breathed the breath from the girl's body, and carefully realized that this came from the first embrace of two lifetimes, forgetting the time and place.

I don't know how long the time has passed, maybe it is a minute or two, or maybe it is so hurried that it is only three or five seconds, until I feel that the girl in my arms has moved and struggled, Wang Bo opened his eyes. However, he did not immediately let go of the girl in his arms, but used force again to gently hold Zhang Jing off the ground, and in the girl's low, suppressed exclamation, he put the girl down and took two steps back.

"Haha, Jingjing, you are so light! Do you weigh seventy pounds?" Wang Bo smiled and said as if nothing had happened.

"Not really!" Zhang Jing said with a red face.

"How much does that weigh?" Wang Bo asked as he walked in and looked at Zhang Jing's face. At this time, he found that the girl's entire face, from the cheeks to the roots of the ears, and then to the entire white and pure neck, seemed to be soaked in blood, and it was red. This situation made Wang Bo immediately think of a lyric in "The Year in a Hurry" written by Lin Xi and sung by Wang Tianhou in the later generations:

If goodbye can't be red-eyed,

Can you still blush?

It's like a beautiful rumor that was carved together forever in a hurry.

Among the few girlfriends he had dated in the past, including his later wife, did they blush for themselves? Time flies, and the memory is vague, and when Wang Bo looks back, he finds that he has almost no memory of this aspect at all. People in later generations, whether male or female, don't care much about anything, and they don't blush anymore. The only thing left is red eyes, or red eyes!

But at this moment, Zhang Jing's pretty face that is as red as blood, Wang Bo believes that no matter how much time passes in the future, he will never forget it! This pretty face that has become red because of shyness is red for him! It is red for him alone! Zhang Jing gave him the longings and dreams that he had chased all his life but could not get in his previous life.

"I don't want to tell you!" Zhang Jing bit her lip lightly and stood in place, obviously not recovering from the impact just now. For her since she was a child, except for her father, she has never been held by a person of the opposite sex, and she is too "shocking and worldly" for what happened just now.

"Hehe!" Wang Bo laughed, slightly embarrassed, but only a little. He glanced out the window, and a group of adults outside were noisy and shouting, playing cards high, and a few imps were nowhere to be seen, probably happily eating a two-cent popsicle at this time. At this moment, no one seems to pay attention to Zhang Jing's bedroom.

However, the current state of the two, especially Zhang Jing, who is flushed and standing in place without moving, is really "too abnormal", if someone happens to come in, I don't know what to think. He didn't care himself, but he didn't want Zhang Jing to fall into passivity.

So, Wang Bo stepped forward and took Zhang Jing's little hand, pulled her to her desk, and pressed Zhang Jing's shoulder to sit down. He himself sat next to Zhang Jing on the stool that her cousin Li Yicai had sat on just now.

"Quietly, I'll show you palmistry. Wang Bo picked up one of Zhang Jing's small hands and looked at it carefully.

Perhaps sitting on his familiar chair, Zhang Jing's nervous mood was relieved a lot. However, the girl still lowered her head, not daring to look at Wang Bo, who had hugged herself just now, and now held her hand to "look at palmistry".

"Ahem, we humans generally have three lines in the palm of our hands, and according to numerology, one of them represents career, one represents health, and one represents marriage. Jingjing, do you want to know your career, health, or marriage?" Wang Bo coughed twice, pretending to be a god.

Zhang Jing originally wanted to withdraw her little hand from Wang Bo's palm, because she felt that this "Brother Bo" had been grabbing her little hand for too long. But now that Wang Bo is looking at palmistry, she has dispelled the idea of withdrawing her hand, because it would be very rude. Moreover, as for what Wang Bo said about palmistry, Zhang Jing, as a girl, is also quite curious about this aspect. What Zhang Jing wants to know most is naturally her marriage, but how can this kind of idea be said to Wang Bo? So she pretended to say, "Career." ”

"The career line is this diagonal line close to the thumb. Well, the lines are clear, connected all the way to the wrist, and there are no forks in the middle, indicating that your future career will be smooth sailing and successful. Wang Bo opened his mouth and said nonsense.

"What about health?" Zhang Jing became interested and continued to ask.

"Health is the one in the middle. Wow, quietly, this line of yours is also very straight! From the top end of the palm to the lower end! It's so straight! According to numerology, this is a long-lived 100-year-old line!" Wang Bo shouted and pretended to be surprised, and then without waiting for Zhang Jing's reaction, he continued to talk, "Let me take another look at your marriage line." Huh, quietly, your marriage line is a bit strange?" Wang Bo suddenly frowned.

Zhang Jing was immersed in Wang Bo's words of "successful career" and "long life", and her heart was overjoyed, but now she was shocked when she saw Wang Bo frowning.

"Ah, what's wrong, Brother Bo? very, very bad?" Zhang Jing asked cautiously, looking nervous.

"Bad? NONONO! If your marriage is called bad, how do you call the other girls to live? Great marriage! Great marriage! Listen, I'll tell you more. Wang Bo grabbed the front of Zhang Jing's four thin, white fingers, and overlapped Zhang Jing's palm with his palm, and rubbed it twice, as if to smooth out something.

"Your marriage has been good from the beginning. There are no twists and turns. If you are too far apart, it means that your other half is far away from you, corresponding to reality, it is likely that you will marry to other provinces or even foreign countries in the future! But what about your two marriage lines, wow, they are so close to each other! Hehe, quietly, your future husband is likely to be in the same county as you! It may even be near your home!

At this time, no matter how dull she was, Zhang Jing understood that the "Brother Bo" next to her was talking nonsense and amusing herself.

So, as soon as Zhang Jing exerted his strength, he pulled back the little hand that Wang Bo had been holding for a long time from his hand. The little face that had just become a lot more normal turned red again, glared at Wang Bo, and said:

"Brother Bo, you're talking nonsense again! I, I really don't want to pay attention to you!"

"Don't be angry, be quiet. I just saw that you were unhappy just now, and I want to make you happy!" Looking at Zhang Jing, who was disgusted and happy, Wang Bo said.

"What's wrong with people?"

"Ha, were you very happy just now? Do you want me to hug you again—weigh you again?" Wang Bo said as he stared at Zhang Jing's pink face.

"I really don't want to pay attention to you!" Zhang Jing was ashamed, and fell directly on the desk, ignoring Wang Bo.

The world outside the window is still lively, with the sound of smashing cards, shouting, and scolding, intertwined into a happy picture of a harmonious farmhouse courtyard.

In the quiet bedroom across the window, there was once again silence, a soft, warm, palpitating quiet, as if you could hear each other's heartbeats.

Wang Bo sat less than 20 centimeters away from Zhang Jing, looking at Zhang Jing lying on the desk, and did not speak, but just smiled and felt this rare peace and quiet.

Even if he is more than thirty-three years old in two lives, Wang Bo has never experienced this kind of sharing the same room with a beautiful, simple, and kind little girl, sharing each other's heartbeats and the pure joy brought by heartbeats. He quietly felt and experienced this rare beauty, for he understood that as each other grew older, this joy and affection without a trace of impurities would gradually leave, disappear, and be replaced by mature rationality and the calculation of various interests.

Wang Bo once again felt that it was good to be young! Youth was also good! It really shouldn't be overwhelmed by the endless sea of books and questions.

After almost five minutes, it wasn't until Wang Bo himself felt that the sudden throbbing just now slowly calmed down, that he gently leaned his head over, leaned into Zhang Jing's ear, and said softly:

"Quietly, are you angry, don't be angry, okay? Brother Bo apologizes to you!"

But Zhang Jing still didn't react and ignored him.

But I have to see if you're really asleep, one, two, three, and if you don't get up, I'm going to tickle you.

"Ahh

"You were pretending to be asleep, why did you ignore me just now?"

"Ignore you!"

"Why?"

"You hate it!"

"Why do you hate it?"

"You're so nasty!"

"What's so annoying?"

"I, I really don't want to pay attention to you!"

"Haha, you're so cute. I'm getting more and more fond of you. ”

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