The eldest wife Ye Xiaoxue likes to fish alone under the moon, and she never gets tired of it.

The little wife, Little Christine, is obsessed with learning and tireless.

Zhang He was glad that Ellen was back.

Carrying Ellen to the stone table in the patio, Zhang He bowed slightly, and stretched out his right hand to the little man on the table, "I don't know if you want to dance with me." ”

Ellen smiled, she raised her chin slightly, and put her hand in Zhang He's hand, like Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden who was merciful and willing to dance with the commoners.

His palms were large enough to easily wrap around her delicate and fragile little hands.

The moment she stood on tiptoe, her eyebrows were no longer proud, and she could only melt the tenderness of the man's spring breeze.

She loves her brother deeply, and she is perfectly devoted to the role of a little lover, and her light and dexterous body moves with him.

The long snow-blond hair swept over the man's nose as she turned, making the man smile even deeper.

Zhang He's gaze was reluctant to leave Ellen's eyes, because Ellen's eyes were more charming than the stars and moon in the sky.

Ellen is God's masterpiece, but he is privately owned and does not need any believers.

The bamboo forest is quiet, and a few bamboo leaves slide from the tiles into the patio, silently.

The evening breeze blows into the bedroom, blowing the curtains.

Little Christine was concentrating on her studies in the pale yellow light, her eyes calm and focused.

Her backboard is straight, like a student about to take the college entrance examination tomorrow.

A kilometer away, the sound of frogs in the rice field, the murmuring of water under the small bridge, and an old man drove away on a motorcycle.

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Ellen's room is on the second floor, second only to Zhang He's wedding room in size.

Her room is full of second-hand books, and it is equipped with computers and air conditioners before Zhang He's wedding room.

The second-hand books were piled up by Zhang He into a book tower taller than himself.

In two years, Ellen had never taken a book from the book tower because she had never forgotten it and didn't need to read it a second time.

She likes books, but she doesn't buy them, because her family has no money, she always goes to the library once, and she only needs one time to memorize it backwards, and her talent is incomparable.

The books that were piled up in the book tower were recovered by my brother from a university professor's house on a tricycle, and they were bought for nine cents a catty.

Zhang He sat down at Ellen's desk, lit the lamp, and looked at the mobile phone forum with interest.

"On the difference between the actual combat level of the Western Super King Rank and the Eastern Super King Rank. ”

The comment with the most likes made Zhang He smile, and he couldn't close his mouth with laughter.

Ellen didn't look at her brother and did anything, she changed into a bear pajamas behind him, and lay down to sleep beautifully.

"Thank you, I am in Europe, I just got off the plane, I personally think I have a very right to speak, first of all, I want to express my opinion, Eastern occult is absolutely inferior to Western magic, I am a king-level magician majoring in Western magic, I will interpret my views from three aspects......"

"All in all, Eastern occult art is definitely not comparable to Western magic, and the principals of the Three Mountains and Five Mountains Academy all highly respect Western magic, why do I know it, because I used to be a student of Taishan Academy. ”

"My life, you can't envy it, there's no need to question me, it will seem that you are very uninformed. The respondent only showed a photo of the certified robe of the king-rank mage, and did not give more evidence to prove his identity.

After Zhang He put down his mobile phone for half an hour, he picked up his mobile phone again and found that the atmosphere in the comment area was extremely cheerful.

At first glance, it turned out that the speaker of the "King Rank" was exposed, and he was not a King Rank Mage at all.

The real situation is that there are no high scores to be admitted to Sanshan Wuyue, and even second-tier liberal arts universities have not been admitted.

"Hurry up and prove yourself with evidence, don't be cowardly, take Taishan's graduation certificate to see which issue, whether there is a graduation photo. ”

"People in space, just out of the spaceship, I really haven't seen such a stupid x stupid x, today is a long insight, it turns out that people and people really can't be generalized. ”

"Your life, we really can't envy it, I'm too envious, I'm too eager for your life, but unfortunately, I can't get it, hahaha. ”

Zhang He didn't join the taunting army, he turned off the lamp and kissed Ellen on the forehead.

"Good night, my dear, and may you have good dreams. ”

......

The crevice under the door of little Christine still shone with a pale yellow light.

"Tuk Tuk" Zhang He knocked on the door gently.

The sound of the chair moving, and a few seconds later, little Christine cautiously opened the door.

The pale yellow light shone through the crack in the door, and little Christine stood between the cracks, her long rose-gold hair hanging down from her left forehead, covering the left side of her face and upper left body.

Little Christine's eyes had a surprise and excitement that made Zhang He feel guilty, and a trace of hidden loneliness.

However, there is no fear at all.

She is not afraid of Zhang He.

"Can I go in and sit, I want to explain to my dear little Christine why I didn't accompany her today, after all, little Christine may be a little uneasy on the first day when she comes to her new home, and she needs to be accompanied. ”

Zhang He and little Christine's "painting style" is very incompatible, full of a sense of disobedience.

It's as if two films with completely different styles have been forcibly pieced together, and men and women who shouldn't be sociable appear in one shot.

It's like the heroine of the Titanic walked into the world of the country love symphony, had a conversation with Liu Neng at night, and will go to square dance with the aunts tomorrow morning.

Little Christine doesn't seem to realize what would happen when she invited a man into her room in the dead of night, oh no.

After Zhang He sat down on little Christine's bed, he didn't rush to do anything.

He looked at little Christine sitting at his desk, studying in the pale yellow light, and a trace of warmth flowed through his heart.

It seems that they have long been a couple with a deep relationship, who have kissed under the lamp a hundred thousand times, and he still doesn't know how many times he has watched her study late into the night for the future.

Little Christine turned off the light and looked back at the man lying on his side on the bed, his eyes closed and his breathing extremely slight.

"Big brother, are you sleeping?"

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the exotic villain who will appear in the TV series "Country Love Symphony" whispered.

Zhang He closed his eyes, but lying on his side, he raised his arms and opened his chest.

Little Christine smiled lightly, with an unconcealable shyness in her eyebrows, she slowly got up and left the desk, pursed her lips and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down.

As long as she Christine doesn't agree, the big brother won't force her, at most he wants her to give him a French wet kiss that can make him comfortable.

After hesitating for a long time, little Christine finally acted.

Zhang He is very good at playing, and he skillfully put his hand on the waist of the water snake that little Christine can easily fold.

He knew that his hands would gradually move down with the exploration of the "snake beauty" in his arms, and then let him grasp the most intimate parts.

Little Christine hadn't kissed him yet, her little head had only reached her chest, and when little Christine kissed him, his hands were round on her pair.

The pins and needles in the bedroom could be heard, and the mournful moonlight shone down from the edge of the clouds, over the windowsill on little Christine's stationery and open notebook.

The evening breeze stirs the pages of the book, making the sound of turning the book, and the rustle of the bamboo forest outside the window to make people sleep.

There was an alarm clock on the desk, and on top of the alarm clock sat a beautiful little mermaid, who held her chin up, looked up at the moon, and the fish's tail was slightly upturned.

This alarm clock has been in the Zhang family for seventeen years, and it was given to him by Zhang He's mother, which is very meaningful.

“......”

Little Christine offered her lips as gorgeous as rose petals, and she first pursed the man's lower lip with both lips, and then stretched out her little tongue, easily priing open the teeth of the man who couldn't wait.

Slowly, little Christine's eyes were clouded with a hazy mist.

Little Christine was very bold, put her hands on the man's shoulders, pressed her upper body all on his body, and her beautiful legs twisted out of two forty-five angles, buttocks needless to say, one of the proud and proud of little Christine.

"Well, yes, that's good. ”

She kissed so much that she just wanted to lie on the bed, and the passive man closed his eyes comfortably and patted her gently to show encouragement.

Little Christine knew that if her kiss was not passionate enough to satisfy the little man under her, then she would have to pay something else to satisfy him.

The man wanted to train her, but it seemed that he had been accidentally captured by her.

Little Christine squinted, and her pupils were noble with cold golden light. The man's meekness and contented sighs gave her an unparalleled sense of accomplishment.

She loves this man, but the control should still be in her hands.

......

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Rather than helping relatives hold weddings, Zhang He wants to accompany little Christine to study.

In the warm sunshine and the morning breeze blowing on the windowsill, I secretly kissed little Christine, who was concentrating on studying, and looked at her blushing face and watery golden eyes, the taste was extremely intoxicating to think about.

Little Christine during the day, no twilight, little Christine after sunset is enthusiastic and bold.

On a sunny morning, little Christine was only willing to give Zhang He a shallow good morning kiss, staying for no more than a second.

Zhang He respected little Christine and did not force her.

Because little Christine's reserve is also one of the reasons why he is infatuated with her.

And the attitude is always too strong, which will make little Christine feel unnecessary awe of him.

Let little Christine dare not put forward her ideas and opinions on the family with confidence in the future.

The relationship between lovers should be reciprocal.

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Although Ye Xiaoxue's strength is not as good as Zhang He, she is not afraid of Zhang He at all, if Zhang He lies down and doesn't listen to her and acts, the bamboo pole will immediately snap on her body.

After Ye Xiaoxue married into Zhang's family, she was never afraid of him Zhang He.

has changed from a gentle girl to a young grandmother who is unwilling to do any housework with a poisonous tongue and even a little housework, and goes to bed early and gets up late every day.

Because Ye Xiaoxue knew that as long as she didn't touch Zhang He's bottom line, it would be impossible for Zhang He to do anything to her, not to mention that she still had the flesh and blood of his old Zhang family in her stomach.

Zhang He is a very docile and easily tame man, and Ye Xiaoxue knows this very well.

Zhang He loves Ye Xiaoxue deeply because Ye Xiaoxue is a woman with a blue heart.

When Zhang He is in a bad mood, she will take the initiative to do housework and prepare Zhang He's favorite meals to fill his stomach.

Prepare hot water and towels for bathing, go into the water to bathe with him, help him rub his back and wash his hair, and then silently bear his tenderness and rudeness.

Ye Xiaoxue knew that she had to be the kind of impeccable gentle girl in the notes left by Zhang He's mother to Zhang He, until Zhang He's mood slowly improved.

After Zhang He's mood improved, when he got up the next day, Ye Xiaoxue would definitely pump him Zhang He with a bamboo pole and then go to the reservoir to fish.

Zhang He never got angry, because he knew that when he was unhappy, his wife Ye Xiaoxue was the one who was vented by him and kept silent.

will not scold him, will not look at him with disgust and disgust and impatience, but will tolerate him gently like water, let him pilllow on her body, smile and want to coax him to be happy, and kiss his face and forehead gently.

Over and over again, until he vomited the unhappiness in his heart.

Pretending to be unhappy can unlock the posture at will, Zhang He has not tried, but as long as he is recognized after happiness, he will have to be intimate with the living room sofa for at least a week, and if he dares to touch the bed with his fingers, it will be a bamboo pole.

Zhang He never got angry, because every time he was pumped, Ye Xiaoxue would come out with a quilt, caress his face, and kiss him lightly on the forehead.

Cover him with a quilt that warms her well and has her body scent.