When night fell, Ji Xiaoran touched her stomach, gave a mango-flavored burp, and watched with a satisfied look at Zhou Xian spreading the grass cut back in the cave, "Senior, will I be a little too lazy to eat?" ”

After all, even the edamame was dragged into bundles and followed him, and she was leaning to the side and not wanting to move at all.

"That's all you have to do today." Zhou Xian tidied up the simple and rough bed, without raising his head, "Although there is nothing to do." ”

Finally felt that the straw shop was satisfied, Zhou Xian sat on it, and patted the straw mat at Ji Xiaoran, "Okay, you can come over and sleep." ”

"Just sleep?" Ji Xiaoran's small eyes widened, "It's only eight o'clock, right?" ”

When it came to the time, Zhou Xian's eyes sank slightly: his mobile phone was in his bag and was lost when he fell into the sea, and he couldn't see it if he wanted to see the time at this time. So I secretly made up my mind that if this trip went well, I must buy a watch when I go back.

Edamame nestled on the straw mat very consciously, opened his mouth wide and yawned, seeing that Ji Xiaoran couldn't help but open his mouth, but after seeing Zhou Xian's smiling expression, he immediately forcibly closed his mouth, but a mist was forced to rise in his eyes.

Although she looked reluctant, she could still feel that her head was still in a dizzy state, and she moved to the grass mat step by step to lie down, and casually hugged the edamame into her arms like a pillow.

Zhou Xian, who was in a good mood, saw this scene and his face darkened, and he reached out and grabbed her wrist, "If you hug him like this, both of you will not sleep well." ”

"But if you don't hold something, it's cold to sleep at night." Ji Xiaoran refused to let go.

"There is a difference between men and women."

"How old are edamame? In the future, my son and I will not sleep with him in my arms? Ji Xiaoran only felt that Zhou Xian's words were inexplicable, but Zhou Xian felt a mouthful of blood in his chest: This little guy is only older than both of them!

But soon Zhou Xian also reacted, why did he care about this? But for Ji Xiaoran's face, he still raised the question in his heart, "Has anyone ever said that you are like a boy?" ”

Although he has shoulder-length hair, and occasionally hangs around in a skirt, even if he is lying here with his hair spread out and a delicate posture, but after getting along with her in the past few days, Zhou Xian sometimes has the illusion that he is facing a women's clothing boss.

It's still a flat chest. Zhou Xian's gaze silently swept over Ji Xiaoran's chest, although it was blocked by edamame, and he couldn't see anything.

Ji Xiaoran suddenly came to his senses, as if he wanted to show off something, he let go of the edamame and sat up, "I used to have short hair, and I was confessed by my sister!" ”

Seeing Zhou Xian frowning and staring at herself, thinking that he didn't believe it, she put away the loose ends of her hair with one hand and pointed to her face with the other, "My face, although it is a little less interesting as a girl, is still good as a boy, although it can't be compared with you." ”

Ji Xiaoran's face is indeed not amazing among girls, although Zhou Xian has never seen her mother, but as far as Ji Yin's face is concerned, Ji Xiaoran's eyebrows and eyes can be said to be printed in the same mold as Ji Yin. Although the jet-black eyebrows have been trimmed and stray hair, they do resemble the natural eyebrow shape of boys; Although the eyes are not small, they really don't look big with the inner pairs. And Ji Xiaoran's facial contour is not the kind of softness that Oriental women admire, and with her facial features, she does have a heroic spirit.

Ji Xiaoran calmly accepted Zhou Xian's scrutiny, and seemed to be very happy to be treated as a boy, "I used to like someone, and what I thought about at the time was not that I wasn't good-looking enough, but 'why didn't my dad make me a boy', because if it was a boy, it would be better to have a better relationship with him." I often say that I blame my dad for not being angry back then. ”

Zhou Xian was speechless for a while, looking at her crying and laughing, "Then have you ever thought that if you were a boy, you wouldn't like him?" ”

Seeing that she really frowned and thought seriously, Zhou Xian seemed to think of something, and asked a little incredulously, "You won't ...... Still like him, right? ”

"Huh?" Ji Xiaoran didn't react for a while, but saw Zhou Xian lying down with her on his back, and only said "Sleep" in a muffled voice, always feeling as if he was provoking him, but he couldn't remember where he said the wrong thing.

Zhou Xian remembered the night before departure, and asked him in the bar: You won't like her, right?

Like Ji Xiaoran? Zhou Xian himself felt incredible, although his previous actions revealed this meaning, but Zhou Xian is not a person who believes in love at first sight, and after thinking about it for a long time, he can only attribute his strange emotions to the somewhat subtle familiarity she brought to herself.

Because it's familiar, that's why it's close.

Ji Xiaoran saw that no one took care of him, and he was a little bored, so he also lay down. Edamame was already breathing steadily, and she was afraid of waking up the little one, so she didn't take it into her arms again, but she habitually slept with something in her arms, so she put some grass on the edge into a small bundle in her arms.

After lying down, his head was indeed a little groggy, so Ji Xiaoran quickly fell asleep.

It was dark in front of her, but she faintly felt that someone was shaking herself, although her upper and lower eyelids were fighting, she still struggled to open her eyes, and saw an old man with gray hair looking at her nervously, "But I finally woke up, and suddenly passed out and scared my grandfather to death." ”

Grandfather? Ji Xiaoran was a little surprised, not to mention that the old man in front of him was many years younger than his grandfather, and his grandfather didn't look like this.

"I just waited for my grandfather to come, and I squatted for too long." Ji Xiaoran didn't react yet, but a soft and glutinous voice came from his mouth, and then a pair of small hands grabbed the hem of the old man's clothes and began to be coquettish, "What is grandpa going to take me to play today?" ”

"Shall we go to the zoo today?" The old man smiled and touched her head, took her hand and walked towards a black car parked not far away, "Is your mother not here today?" ”

"Mom went to see Daddy's show." The child replied obediently.

When he arrived at the car, the old man opened the car door, and Ji Xiaoran turned his head to see that there was a little girl about three or four years old sitting inside, with red flowers tied on the braids on the small two sky-facing braids, and the little white skirt she was wearing layers of fine yarn, and she was looking at herself with round eyes at the moment.

"Yan'er, don't you say hello when you see your brother?" The old man carried Ji Xiaoran into the car, and seemed to be a little angry at the little girl.

Ji Xiaoran was confused: Why did he become a boy?

But there is no shortage of words to say in his mouth, "Sister Gu Yan is good." ”

Ji Xiaoran secretly glanced into the rearview mirror of the car, and the face of a little boy who was about five years old was reflected, with red lips and white eyes, but how could she see a little bit of Zhou Xian's shadow on this immature face?