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The wooden rocking chairs were placed in the courtyard, constantly swaying, making a beautiful sound. (Fengwu Literature Network http://www.qiuwu.net.)

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Humming an inexplicable melody, Ashmida put the weight of his whole body on the rocking chair, and his body swayed with the rocking chair, bathing in the autumn sunshine, feeling lazy all over his body. On his lap was a thick book of writing, delicate and beautiful, which was pleasing to the eye and comfortable to read.

Ashmida smiled, his fingertips brushed the lines of words on the letter, feeling the story beating in his fingertips, and the smile on Ashmida's face became brighter and brighter.

Really, I don't know what to look at in that gossip crow's book. Suzu happened to pass by the corridor and saw the swaying figure in the courtyard, and pouted a little dissatisfiedly, Ashmida had never reviewed her book so carefully.

Hehehe, Suzu, it's not right to speak ill of others behind your back. Ashmida's keen hearing caught Suzu's whisper, and the rocking chair stopped swaying, and he turned his head slightly, smiling eerily in Suzu's direction.

Moreover, the old man is not reading a book, but watching a girl's love~ The smile on the corner of Ashmida's mouth became more and more abundant, he raised the book in his hand, and pointed to a line of text with his free other hand and smiled slyly at the bell. Judging from this passage, Marisa has been watching Rinnosuke very closely lately.

Suzu looked at it, and her outstanding strength allowed her to see clearly the words on the small page more than ten meters away.

Burst! Hahahaha, is this really the case~ The corners of Suzu's mouth couldn't help grinning, looking at the text, after thinking of the prototypes of the heroine, the hero, and the heroine, a sudden urge to burst into laughter suddenly rose in her heart, in fact, Suzu was indeed trembling with laughter.

It seems that the love journey of a certain reporter is still very long~~ Ashmida smiled meaningfully, and his words were full of schadenfreude, especially for a friend who can be called a god wood in terms of feelings, and for the emotional aspect of that friend, he has always held kindness that contains bad tastes.

Hmph~~ That dead crow is really hypocritical, for a stupid person like Rinnosuke, he is the right way to attack on the front. Suzu finally stopped laughing, and when she heard Ashmida's comment, Suzu pursed her lips and gave her opinion, but I don't know why, her words were a little empty.

Hehehe, this guy Rinnosuke still has a lot of thoughts about Morisa, everyone has been married for so many years, and his daughter is so old, he is still like that, and he is really a little dead-eyed. Ashmida rewrote and put the book on his lap, and with a slight force behind his back, the rocking chair shook again.

Morisa, that guy doesn't look like anything like he used to be. Speaking of friends who messed around with each other back then, Suzu showed a nostalgic expression, in fact, now her character, most of the reason is that she was affected by Morisa, who was still a good child with no mouth and no heart and no expression, she was as warm and brilliant as the sun, and the girl who was self-ripe.

Hehe, Suzu, aren't you going out? Why are you still here? The corners of Ashmida's mouth twitched, the tomboy back then gave him a headache, the Morisa back then was simply a collection of a group of bear children, and she perfectly possessed the qualities of a bear child, but it was really a female college eighteen changes, and now she is a wife and a mother, she can be described as a model wife and a model mother, and she is the object of imitation by many women in the world.

I forgot about it when you were interrupted by Ah Chan, and today it was the guy who wanted to talk to me. Suzu then remembered her purpose, waved her hand at Ashmida, and quickly flashed away.

I went out~~ I heard the sound of the gate and the bell in the distance.

This girl is really impatient. Ashmida smiled helplessly, and when he was sure that the whole thing was empty, he put away the faint smile that had been hanging on his face, and the expression on his face became more solemn than ever.

He closed his shirt and set it aside, leaning all his weight on the backrest behind him.

It's getting more and more urgent. After a long time, Ashmida suddenly let out a long sigh.

There are more and more cases of falling asleep for no reason, and the sleeping time is getting longer and longer, if he hadn't covered it up well, once he was discovered by Suzu, it was estimated that it would have caused a sensation at that time. Don't look at him like he looks very leisurely now, in fact, he has always been holding back his sleepiness, making a gesture here, and making an illusion that he is very leisurely, and it is normal for him to fall asleep when he is leisurely.

It turned out that his measures were very useful, at least no one noticed his abnormality, not even Yuka couldn't detect it, at most he felt that he had been lazy and a little dissatisfied recently, but there was only one person, and he couldn't hide it......

As the time and frequency of his sleep increased, the picture in his dream became clearer and clearer, and the voice of the character gradually became louder, no longer as thin as before.

The dialogue of the quest, the interaction of the characters, and the excavation of their own memories.

For these familiar images, he finally remembered where he had seen them.

In that dream, after performing this technique, I fell into a deep sleep, and when I looked back on my life, I had seen some fragments.

There is no doubt that the dreams that I have frequently dreamed of in these sons are my past lives.

As the slumber deepened, Ashmida also knew that it would not be long before he would fall into a relatively long slumber, remembering all the memories of his past lives.

Purple, I know you're watching. Ashmida let out another long sigh and called softly to his wife.

As soon as Ada~~~ The words fell, the space in front of Ashmida suddenly cracked, and a figure threw himself into Ashmida's arms with lightning speed, rubbing his chest.

Really, Purple, when will you be able to fix your voyeuristic problem. Ashmida tapped lightly on the little head of his wife, who was in his arms, his face full of helplessness.

Well~~ Don't care about these details, all you care about is Qiluno. Yakumo Zi rubbed Ashmida's chest with affection on her face, absorbing the breath of her husband a little greedily, and sprinkling coquettishness in a girlish tone.

Purple, you get it all. Ashmida's right hand held Yakumo Zi in his arms, and his left hand gently brushed Yakumo Zi's long hair, and said a little melancholy.

The only person who can't be hidden, who else can there be besides Yakumo Purple?

Kindness. Yakumo Zi buried his head in Ashmida's arms and answered sullenly.

So, Purple, during the time I'm asleep, please appease everyone. The strength of Ashmida's hand tightened, and he hugged Yakumo Purple more tightly in his arms, and rubbed his chin against Yakumo Murasaki's little head gently, muttering.

I'm sorry, but I'm hiding it from you again. After Ashmida said this, he finally couldn't hold it anymore, and his consciousness fell into a deep darkness.

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ps1: Xiaoxian has opened a new book, you can go and see yo=bsp; ps2:This is the last manuscript of the poor road.,The next update is to be determined.,The poor road will notify everyone before the update.,As soon as the Qingming holiday is over,The poor road has to go to work.........

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