The night was thick, and the hazy moonlight shrouded the light mist.

"Ah, it's raining."

The rain is not heavy, fine and dense, with a gentle and graceful energy, changing the heroic wind of the past.

"It's September, autumn is coming, this wind has the smell of autumn!"

Jiang Mian stretched out his white and tender palm to catch the rain and mist that drifted down.

It's been a long time since I've seen autumn. The weather in the last days is bad, either extreme cold or extreme heat. Spring and autumn? That doesn't exist.

Gu Yanning had never seen autumn, but it didn't prevent him from understanding autumn in Gu Xiao's memory.

In autumn, there will be frost at night, and the sun will be very dry when the sun rises, and the dry skin will be flaky, and the peeling will not look good......

"Ho-ho." I don't like autumn.

Jiang Mian asked him with a smile: "You haven't had autumn again, why don't you like it?" ”

"Ho-ho." Autumn is too dry.

Jiang Mian didn't understand.

"Ho-ho." Dryness will make the skin peel, and the skin on the face will not look good.

Jiang Mian reacted for a long time and burst out laughing.

"You're a zombie, what do you do hahaha."

Gu Yanning realized it later, and when he saw Jiang Mian smiling, he leaned forward and leaned back, frowned, and said seriously: "Ho ho." "Don't laugh.

Jiang Mian restrained a little, covered his mouth and smiled secretly.

Gu Yanning pulled Jiang Mian's hand down in shame and blocked her mouth with his mouth.

Make you laugh, don't laugh!

Gu Yanning felt that Jiang Mian's hand was a little cold, so he raised his temperature a little.

The hot lips were entangled with the slightly cool lips, and the hot big hands also held the slightly cool little hands tightly, and they didn't know if it was hot or what, Jiang Mian's face was flushed.

The zombie didn't need to breathe, Gu Yanning willfully blocked Jiang Mian and kissed him for a quarter of an hour, until Jiang Mian patted him on the shoulder, he refused to stop.

Jiang Mian inhaled heavily, his apricot eyes were wrapped in water, and his red and clear lips were very seductive, Gu Yanning wrapped his arms around Jiang Mian's waist, he wanted to continue.

Jiang Mian turned his face slightly sideways.

The early autumn evening breeze with the ambiguity of imminent separation, step by step swept down the dead leaves on the tree, the withered yellow leaves circled in the air a few times, and then fell between the two, Jiang Mian missed the kiss or imprinted on her side face through the leaves, and the 39-degree high temperature came through the leaves.

"Gu Yanning, the body temperature is too high, drop it down a little." Jiang Mian's voice was soft and a little hoarse.

"Ho-ho." I don't, you're cold.

Jiang Mian looked back at him, even if she didn't look in the mirror, she knew how red her face was.

"It's because your body temperature is too high that you think I'm cold."

Jiang Mian glared at him.

For the first time, Gu Yanning knew what the expression of the milk fierce was like. It's so cute.

"Ho-ho." Cotton cotton, when will we cave the house?

Ginger cotton: !! How did you get to this?

I knew that I wouldn't take him to the bookstore at the beginning, and the bookstore owner didn't do anything and openly promoted villain books.

That day, after Gu Yanning finished reading the book, she came up to ask her when she could have sex with her.

The word "same room" opened the memory of the original owner's death.

Jiang Mian had no intention of looking back on the original owner's boudoir, but those memories just refused to let her go, bouncing back and forth in her mind over and over again.

In other words, don't you respect the privacy of the original owner?

Although the original owner and Gu Xiao both saluted very well, but! This kind of scale, for her little white, is real! Too! Pass! Finish!

Thinking of something, Jiang Mian pulled Gu Yanning and asked, "Cough, do you know everything about Gu Xiao and the original owner?" ”

Gu Yanning's expression was fluttering.

He knows. Gu Xiao felt that it was a happy thing, and he remembered it.

There are all kinds of things about his wife, about Dabao's few things from childhood to adulthood, about his parents, and grandparents.

"Ho-ho." Gu Xiao will be born tomorrow.

Jiang Mian was originally going to pick out a three-bedroom living room with his toes, but when he heard Gu Yanning's words, the embarrassing emotion was thrown away.

"You want to pass?"

Gu Yanning nodded.

He hasn't had a birthday yet. In Gu Xiao's memory, the bowl of longevity noodles he ate on his birthday was the best thing in the world, and he also wanted to taste it.

"Okay, then I'll give it to you." Jiang Mian smiled, his eyes shone like stars, and the shallow pear vortex was filled with wine, which was very intoxicating.

Gu Yanning kissed the pair of pear vortices and took a sip, wondering if she could sip the sweet juice.

Ginger cotton: ......

"Ho-ho." Cotton cotton, when will we cave the house?

Ginger cotton: ...... Why hasn't this passed?

Gu Yanning asked while pestering Jiang Mian.

Jiang Mian was really annoyed by his question, "You can't!" ”

Gu Yanning was not happy, he grabbed Jiang Mian, who was walking fast, "Ho ho! "I can!

Jiang Mian didn't dare to look at him, that scorching gaze would burn his eyes!

Jiang Mian stroked his back, "Ning Cub is obedient, we don't want that." ”

Gu Yanning puffed out his cheeks, "Ho ho! "I really can!

"You can't do it, we're separated by species!"

Gu Yanning reacted quickly, the "ho ho ......" species isolation just can't reproduce offspring, not saying that it can't ......

Jiang Mian covered his mouth, "Shut up!" ”

Jiang Mian's whole person is not good. She was a good cub, and she was taught bad by the memory of the bookstore owner and Gu Xiao!

Gu Yanning grabbed Jiang Mian's hand and shook it gently, "Hoho? "Okay?

"Ho-ho?" Good no good?

"Ho-ho?" Good no good?

Gu Yanning asked over and over again, his voice getting lower and hoarse each time.

It was so grinding that ginger cotton even made his neck and face red.

"Okay."

Jiang Mian's voice was very small, but Gu Yanning heard it clearly.

He excitedly carried the ginger cotton, and before he could take a step, he felt that something was wrong, he put the ginger cotton down and carefully hugged the princess.

Jiang Mian smiled bitterly.

I don't know where he learned these things.

Strange intimate ......

Gu Yanning likes the princess hug very much, and as soon as he looks down, he can see his cotton.

Her ears were pressed against his heart, and the heart that was beating with her abilities beat vigorously and steadily, "Bang, bang, bang". Jiang Mian felt relieved when he heard it.

Gu Yanning could use his speed ability to go home quickly, but he had to go home step by step, wetting his shoes and socks with wet soil.

He could spend the rest of his life with Mianmian.

He can spend the rest of his life with Jiang Mian like a human being.

The zombie has a long life, but he is willing to give it up for Jiang Mian. He hopes to get another ability, an ability that controls the birth, aging, sickness, and death of his body......

It rained for most of the night, and from the scattered rain and fog to the thickening, knocking the leaves of a tree to the ground.

In the second half of the night, the rain stopped, and it was very quiet, and even the dogs, who liked to bark at night, nested in the warm straw piles, unwilling to move.

The next day it rained all day.

Jiang Mian lay in the quilt and lived a life of eating and stretching his hand.

"Strawberries, I don't want seeds."

Gu Yanning held a basket of strawberries and obediently sat on the edge of the bed to pick seeds for her.

"It's so boring, I want to see flowers."

Gu Yanning's fingertips moved, and the pale green ability crawled out, surrounding the entire room, and flowers of all sizes bloomed all over the room.

Jiang Mian glanced at the warmly blooming rose in the middle, sniffed and snorted lightly.

Gu Yanning understood, went to pick a few roses, and removed the spikes on the flower stalks, and put them in Jiang Mian's hands.

Jiang Mian's eyes were so bright that he wanted to shine, but his face had to be held.

"You've bred a new breed, huh? What is the name of this rose? ”