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"Lintian, you sit by yourself for a while, I'm still a little busy here, Fu'er, you go upstairs and teach you Uncle Xiaoyan and Zhuang'er to go downstairs to eat."

"Oh, okay." Mu Ningfu went upstairs, while King's Landing sat on the sofa in the living room reading the newspaper.

Mu Ningfu walked up to the second floor, and before she reached Jun Xiaoyan's bedroom, she heard Jun Xiaoyan and Min Zhuang'er's low and soft voices from a distance.

Min Zhuang'er: "Wear this, I like you to wear this." ”

Jun Xiaoyan: "What about the coat? ”

Min Zhuang'er: "This ...... Well, it's not pretty, this one? Well, yes, so handsome. ”

Min Zhuang'er was dressing up Jun Xiaoyan, and Mu Ningfu couldn't help but lighten her footsteps.

Originally, Min Huixian was supposed to complete it, but now Min Zhuang'er is doing his wife's obligation like a hostess, and Min Huixian has been reduced to an old mother, cooking downstairs.......

The door was closed, and Mu Ningfu quietly leaned out half of her body, looking at the ambiguous atmosphere in the room through the crack in the door.

She didn't know what kind of mentality she was, Mu Ningfu was very weird at the moment, and she felt that she had become Su Daqiang who peeped through the cracks.

Should I just go up and knock on the door and break it?

She didn't know.......

Mu Ningfu saw the man with a mature atmosphere, a mixture of heroes and demons, and his upper body was wearing his upper body, although his muscles were not strong, they were tight and tight. With his back to Mu Ningfu, Min Zhuang'er took a shirt and put it on for Jun Xiaoyan.

The man bears a lot of scars on his back, and the traces of the scourging are like those of a suffering saint, holy and sinful.

And the crater ....... Min Zhuang'er looked at it obsessively, and couldn't help touching it with his hands.

"This ...... And when did you leave it, I mean this bullet hole in your shoulder, I haven't heard you tell the story yet. ”

Like a few family treasures, every bullet hole on Jun Xiaoyan's body hides a story, and Min Zhuang'er remembers it in his heart.

"18 years ago, the Mekong River tragedy killed Nu Kang's cronies, when the Mekong River was the second leader of Zika." Jun Xiaoyan replied with his back to Zhuang'er, "He fled in a speedboat and was shot in the head by me, and his son shot me." ”

"Zika still has a son?"

"Yes, a ten-year-old boy." When he said this, the corners of Jun Xiaoyan's mouth slowly pulled out a meaningful smile.

"Oh, that's amazing." When Min Zhuang'er worshipped, his fingertips gently touched the man's medal.

Mu Ningfu leaned against the wall, speechless.

She walked to the edge of a secret emotion.

The ambiguous atmosphere made her forget that she was here to ask them to come downstairs for dinner.

Min Zhuang'er put on a shirt for the hero in her heart, Jun Xiaoyan turned to look at her, Min Zhuang'er lowered her head, and instead of her mother, she buttoned Jun Xiaoyan's shirt one by one.

Mu Ningfu looked at it, with a strange mood, snooping, spying on everything ahead, with a secret color.

It felt like seeing a deer in the depths of the forest, and the hazy light of color hit the two of them, and Min Zhuang'er continued to ask, "Do you want to wear a tie?" ”

(Their conversation skipped all titles, as if the level of names that indicated identity should not exist, and that existence was nothingness.) ）

"As for family gatherings, why are you making me so grand?" Jun Xiaoyan smiled, the deep voice of the snake charm in the Garden of Eden, it was the timbre that tempted Eve to eat the forbidden fruit.

Not only did it sink Zhuang'er, but it also left Mu Ningfu with only the strength to parry, and she was able to understand Min Zhuang'er a little.

"I just like to dress you up." Min Zhuang'er was coquettish, took a long black coat, and put it on for Jun Xiaoyan, "Just like you like to dress me up." ”