When the chill of the night invaded the living room, Ran Ping proposed to go to the small bedroom to continue drinking, and Lin Mo, who was a little excited, immediately agreed, and the two of them carried beer to the small bedroom across the wall, which now has a small bed in it, which is Lin Mo's measure to absorb the crowding when Lan Huining and Zhang Fang came last time.

Lin Mo simply moved the two recliners over and put them together, he and Ran Ping lay on them and drank beer leisurely, and soon there was some smoke, the two of them touched each other from time to time because of clinking glasses, Ran Ping's somewhat cold jade arm looked without a flaw under the light, Lin Mo felt a little commotion, so he got up and went to the tape recorder to play music.

With the sound of the piano, Lin Mo fell heavily on the recliner, and the song poured out like flowing water, making it even more infectious in the night.

"Because I dreamed that you were leaving, I woke up from crying, and watched the night breeze blow through the windowsill, can you feel my love......"

The demo tape has been sent, Lin Mo has tried it once, and he has to admire Lao Mei, and he retouches his amateur voice so that he can hardly find a single flaw.

"How many people have admired your young face, you know who can withstand the ruthless changes of the years, how many people have come and gone in your life, you can know that you and I have been by your side all your life......"

Ran Ping's tears flowed down unconsciously, she thought of her unhappy marriage, and her youthful face, whenever she saw those energetic little girls, she felt old.

"Lin Mo."

Lin Mo heard the sound and looked at it, what was going on? Ran Ping was looking at herself with blurred tears, the kind of weakness that she had never seen in her appeared tonight, there was still a teardrop hanging on her long eyelashes, two tear stains slid across the creamy jade face, and the small mouth was silently opening and closing, as if telling the loneliness of these long nights.

"Lin Mo, do you say I'm old?" The tearful eyes made people feel distressed when they looked at it, Qiong's nose twitched from time to time, and the pitiful appearance made Lin Mo can't help but reach out and wipe away the tears under the beautiful eyes.

Ran Ping held down Lin Mo's hand and put it on her jade face, her big eyes waiting for Lin Mo's answer.

There was a slippery feeling on his hands, as well as a hint of hot flashes, Lin Mo was also a little dizzy, and a pile of beer bottles under the corner of the wall silently said: You drank high tonight.

There was a happy event to accompany the wine, so Lin Mo drank without restraint tonight, and by now his head was buzzing.

Lin Mo's hand slid across Ran Ping's face, from her eyes to Qiong's nose, to her ruddy little mouth, and finally pinched her small chin.

"Sister Ran, you're not old." In Lin Mo's heart, Ran Ping is indeed not old, she is only twenty-seven years old, and she can play for a few years in the next life, and Ran Ping's skin is tender, so it looks like twenty-three or four, which is the time to be cute and lovely.

"You can't lie to me!" Lin Mo's words made Ran Ping burst into tears and laughed, like pear blossoms suddenly opening up with rain, and the beauty made Lin Mo a little moved.

"I didn't lie to you, Sister Ran, you're really... Seductive. Lin Mo couldn't think of a suitable adjective, so he had to use the ambiguous sentence of seduction.

"Really?" Ran Ping touched her little face and was a little happy, she raised her glass to drink again, and Lin Mo also needed a refreshing beer to suppress her restlessness, so the two clinked glasses from time to time, and sometimes Ran Ping was coquettish and asked Lin Mo to drink the rest of the beer for her.

When the beer under his feet was drunk, Lin Mo and Ran Ping were already drunk, Ran Ping yelled for Lin Mo to carry him to bed, and Lin Mo also picked up Ran Ping stupidly, and almost fell to the ground together when he stumbled.

The drunk Ran Ping was a little anxious, she first untied all her coats, completely ignoring the peaks and valleys all displayed in front of Lin Mo's eyes.

Lin Mo leaned on the head of the bed a little dizzy, not seeing the picturesque beauty in front of him, until he touched Ran Ping's face.

"Lin Mo, Lin Mo..."Ran Ping kept calling Lin Mo's name, she pulled Lin Mo down, and then took the initiative to turn over and press on him.

"Lin Mo..." Ran Ping found Lin Mo's lips in a panic, and then kissed them indiscriminately.

After Ran Ping dragged her delicate body out, Lin Mo suddenly opened his eyes on the bed, and an inexplicable smile spread out at the corner of his mouth.

The front end of the shorts was already wet, all of them were Ran Ping's masterpieces, and the few blows just now almost made him turn over and push her down, but before he could think about it, Ran Ping turned off the fire, making him have to sigh at the sensitivity of Ran Ping's body, and a few light touches could make her collapse.

Ran Ping was washing her shorts in the bathroom, the sticky feeling on her lower body made her legs tighten, and after she took a shower, she found an embarrassing problem, she didn't bring a change of underwear.

Is it just going out empty? Ran Ping bit her red lip and hesitated a little until she heard Jiajia's voice.

Lin Mo got up lazily and was ashamed of Jiajia's face, he laughed a few times and went to the bathroom.

The two pieces of underwear were hung on the hanger, and they were still damp, they must have been cleaned this morning, Lin Mo admired Ran Ping's taste with interest, he didn't have a fetish, just a little heartbeat.

The morning sun was shining, so that Lin Mo's yard was full of light, and Lin Mo had already given the key to Ran Ping and asked her to open the door when someone came to clean up, so now the two families are very close.

Lin Mo sat in the living room holding Jiajia and laughed, and suddenly found that the light in the room dimmed, he looked up and saw that Ran Ping, who was full of peach, was coming in with a large pot of noodles, the sunlight passed through her body, and the gaps were almost slight, Lin Mo hurriedly covered his nose, for fear that the nosebleed would rush out, but Ran Ping was unconscious, she looked at the warmth in the room, her eyes warmed, this is like a father teasing his daughter, and as a wife, he is bringing breakfast, they should be happy, right?

"Mom, I'm starving." Jiajia slipped out of Lin Mo's arms and went to get the dishes and chopsticks by herself.

"Sister Ran, if you don't come again, I'm going to eat the table, um! It smells so good! Let me taste it! As soon as Lin Mo's nose moved, he immediately surpassed Jiajia, and the dishes and chopsticks were ready in three or two clicks, and both of them were waiting for Ran Ping's distribution.

"Eat slowly, there's more!" Ran Ping watched the two people, one big and one small, eating hula hula, and her heart was like eating honey, a sweet and soft mess.

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The atmosphere of Congjiang No. 1 Middle School in the past few days has been very solemn, and even those junior students are no longer laughing loudly, for fear of disturbing the seniors who are about to face the exam.

The teachers no longer teach those details, they just keep emphasizing the key points, and the classroom is almost silent, everyone is reviewing their weak points, even Lin Mo is no exception.

Lin Mo finally finished the thick stack of test papers, he stretched his waist, looked around, Wang Yan on the right hand was struggling to write, maybe she was encountering a problem, she bit the pen and thought hard, and there were words in her mouth; Looking up, Yuan Ze in front of him on the left was also holding his big chin, unconsciously turning the pen in his hand; Li Juan, who was in front of him, was looking blankly at the empty blackboard, and the various beings before the exam made Lin Mo sigh secretly.

"Huh..."Wang Yan beside him suddenly hissed, Lin Mo heard the sound and looked, I'll go! Her face, which had been ruddy just now, was now white and miserable.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick? "Looking at Wang Yan's situation, it seems to be a bit serious, this is about to take the high school entrance examination! If she gets sick at this critical juncture, these three years... Lin Mo didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Stomach ache?" Wang Yan's hand was covering his stomach, his face was getting more and more ugly, and Lin Mo instantly thought of a possibility - appendicitis!

"No, it's fine!" Wang Yan bit her pale lower lip, the cold sweat on her forehead became more and more, and she could no longer hide the pain in her eyes.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the infirmary!" Lin Mo knew that the sooner this emergency disease was diagnosed and treated, the better, and seeing that Wang Yan still wanted to persevere, he couldn't help but pull her up, said something to the teacher on the podium and went out.

In the school infirmary, Hu Xiaolian held a magazine and read it with relish, there are not many students in No. 1 Middle School, plus they are all solid children, so she really doesn't have many things, and she is much more idle than when she was in the hospital before.

"Yikes! Lin Mo, what's wrong with you? "Since the last Sun Jing incident, Hu Xiaolian and Lin Mo are even familiar with each other, and they can still make a few jokes when they meet.

"Teacher Hu, what's wrong with Wang Yan?"

Hu Xiaolian hurriedly threw away the magazine, asked Lin Mo to help Wang Yan to sit on a chair, and then began to inquire.

"This, this, this..." Hu Xiaolian pressed on Wang Yan's stomach, and as the part moved, her brows gradually dispersed.