Huang Tinghui picked up the little girl and walked inside, his steps had never been so firm.

"Husband......" The little girl's subtle voice came.

"Lian'er is drunk, and she is going to lie down and sober up......"

Huang Tinghui put the little girl on the bed.

Because the little girl kept hugging Huang Tinghui's neck and didn't let go.

Homeopathically, Huang Tinghui also threw himself on the bed.

The eyes are facing each other.

The two just felt like they had never been so close.

Never looked at each other so squarely!

Huang Tinghui could even feel the little girl's breathing, and he could see the little girl's breathing, forming a white mist.

The long eyelashes fluttered.

It seems to be intertwined with Huang Tinghui's own eyelashes.

The big watery eyes are pure and there is not a trace of flaws.

Only Huang Tinghui's shadow was contained in his black eyes.

Through the eyes of the little girl, Huang Tinghui can even see his own eyes.

Further down, the tiny nose, the marshmallow-like lips that can be blown off.

The two looked at each other for a long time.

Huang Tinghui swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva "coo, coo".

He was so nervous!

It's not scientific at all, is it?

Why are you nervous?

With this inexplicable, sudden tension.

Huang Tinghui's heart was beating "plop, plop".

The beating sound of the heart was extraordinarily powerful.

"Husband, your heart is beating...... So fast......"

"Lian'er...... I loved ......."

When the words fell, this usually well-behaved little girl, she raised her head slightly.

This action is impossible for a well-behaved little girl to do in normal times.

But under the impetus of alcohol.

It seems that there is a little girl who is bolder than usual and much more lively than usual, occupying this body.

She actually aimed at Huang Tinghui's lips, closed her eyes and pecked lightly.

The touch between the lips is fleeting.

The wonderful feeling successfully occupied Huang Tinghui's central nervous system in a matter of tenths and a few seconds.

At that moment, Huang Tinghui was stunned.

He never thought that the first kiss between the two would be completed so suddenly under the initiative of a drunken little girl.

After his brain went blank for a moment, Huang Tinghui stretched out his hands.

His hands gripped the little girl's hands tightly.

Cross your fingers with each other and cover them tightly.

Ten fingers clasped!

Huang Tinghui looked at the little girl's eyes, and he slowly put his head down.

Lips collided lightly with each other again.

The wonderful touch reappeared, and a substance called "badoamine" took possession of Huang Tinghui's brain.

And then there's the blank!

The brain went blank for a while.

The little girl also slowly closed her eyes at this time, and the two touched each other so gently.

Just when Huang Tinghui forgot about it, a "squeak" sound came.

"Husband...... It seems to be a voice......"

The little girl was drunk, she shouldn't have such a keen sense of hearing.

But the sound was a bit loud.

"What's the ......?"

Before Huang Tinghui's voice completely fell, another "squeak" sound came.

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

Like, there's a voice coming out!

Huang Tinghui thought subconsciously.

In this moment, something seemed to be overwhelmed, and it suddenly fell.

"It's the end of the calf!"

"Net pick at this time?" Huang Tinghui has the heart to cry.

He knew that this shabby and dilapidated "thatched house" seemed to be unbearable.

"Lian'er ......"

"Get out of here...... Let's get out of here......"

Without waiting for Wu Feilian to reply, Huang Tinghui hugged the little girl.

He walked out quickly.

Huang Tinghui had just run out of the broken thatched hut with his front foot, and he heard a "boom" sound on his back foot.

It's been snowing for so long!

The roofs of dilapidated thatched huts have long been covered with snow.

After reaching the tipping point, the roofs of dilapidated thatched huts were finally unbearable.

The entire roof completely collapsed, and it slammed down in the direction of the kitchen and bedroom.

Huang Tinghui is also planning to build a new house in the spring of next year!

Now that's it!

The construction period is probably ahead of schedule.

It's just that the house is gone, what should I do in this winter?

Huang Tinghui sighed deeply, at the end of this day, Huang Tinghui's emotions were really a roller coaster.

One moment it flew in the sky, and the next it fell to the ground fiercely.

There's no one left!

On the other end, the little girl who had just been put on the ground by Huang Tinghui was still in a drunken state.

The rickety little girl was a little unsteady on her feet.

But looking at the dilapidated thatched house, it collapsed in an instant in front of his eyes.

The little girl actually jumped up, and she actually applauded.

"Husband...... House...... It's collapsed......"

"The house...... It's collapsed......" The little girl's face was full of excitement, as if she was watching someone else's house collapse.

Huang Tinghui sighed fiercely, "That's our house!" ”

"Oh!" The drunken girl staggered and nodded, and then replied, "It's also beautiful!" ”

Get!

That's a lot of drinking!

Next time, she must not be allowed to drink again!

Huang Tinghui secretly made up his mind in his heart.

"Hey!"

"The things in the thatched hut can't be cleaned up now!"

"You can't clean it up alone!"

"Let's go to Uncle Erzhu's house first and see if they can vacate a room!" Huang Tinghui said helplessly.

Although the heavy snow has stopped a bit, it is natural that you can't live without a place to live.

Huang Tinghui can't take the little girl and spend the night in this ice and snow.

And building a house isn't a one-and-a-half thing.

So I can only go to Uncle Erzhu.

After all, "everything is undecided", just find Uncle Erzhu!

This is the truth that Huang Tinghui realized.

"Hmm!"

Although she was drunk, the little girl still shook her body and nodded heavily to Huang Tinghui.

But with the little girl's current state, can Huang Tinghui still expect her to walk with him?

So Huang Tinghui picked up the little girl on his back.

Big feet stepped on the white snow, leaving rows of footprints.

From time to time, snow falls from the branches of the trees in the distance.

There was a fawn and a few rabbits looking this way.

Frightened, the fawn and the rabbit ran away.

"Husband......

"I'm so sleepy...... Can you sing to me......"

"Lian'er...... I like to listen to my husband sing......"

The little girl said in a lazy voice.

"Would you like to sing you a song about your favorite singer?" Huang Tinghui asked.

"Good!" The little girl replied.

"This song is called "Broken Bridge and Remnant Snow"" cleared his throat, and Huang Tinghui hummed.

"The winged butterfly that can't find the flower,

I can never see the withering, and the eaves of the small bridge under the night in the south of the Yangtze River ......"

"Whether it has snowed on the broken bridge, I look at the lake, the cold moon in the water is like snow, and my fingertips melt lightly."

"Has it snowed on the broken bridge, and I think of your face again, if I don't have a chance to see you again, the white causeway willow curtain weeps several times......"

The tactful singing drifted far and wide, and slowly blended together with the ancient bridge in the distance and the snowy scene in the distance.

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