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    Shen Xiao woke up from a quiet and sweet dream, looking at Cheng Ming’s sleeping face right in front of her eyes, and was instantly at peace.

    Cuddled close together and slept through the night.

    Thinking of yesterday, once Cheng Ming disappeared from view, out of sight, out of mind, he started to call out his name, and he couldn’t help but blush his old face.

    Cheng Ming has a maturity and thoughtfulness that doesn’t match his age, and also pulls her through her most pitiful and helpless moments, as well as that horrible-to-real dream.

    For Cheng Ming’s emotions seemed to have accumulated to the threshold of a certain qualitative change.

    But none of this can extinguish a woman’s innate maternal splendor.

    “It’s like a child when you’re asleep.”

    Shen Shin rested his cheek with one hand and rubbed Cheng Ming’s chin with the other, having already grown a bit of a beard that wasn’t yet solid.

    Being toppled to sleep and waking up still being toppled, Shen Xiao helplessly smiled, pinched Cheng Ming’s nose and complained, “Should I say that you’re young and healthy with a good body, or are you full of thoughts about this kind of dirty stuff.”

    Cheng Ming rolled over and hugged Shen Xiao’s waist, burying his face into Shen Xiao’s chest and sniffing the gush of fragrance from her body.

    “I’m sorry, did I wake you up?”

    Cheng Ming tilted his head and slowly opened his eyes and asked, “Sister Shen Xiao, good morning, has the fever gone down?”

    “It should be retired.”

    “I’ll take the measurements.”

    Pluck your bangs, forehead to forehead.

    “It’s still warm, how’s your body? Is there anything else that’s uncomfortable?”

    “Just the body is still a little sluggish, but otherwise it’s fine.”

    “Can you leave my body now?”

    “What ah, talking like I can’t live without you.” Shen Shin said as she pouted her small mouth.

    “I have to go to the bathroom now, want to join me?”

    Cheng Ming got out of bed with both feet and extended an invitation.

    “Who wants to be with you! Get shameless.”

    With those words, Shen Xiao still hugged Cheng Ming’s arm and wouldn’t let go.

    “I’m really gone.”

    Cheng Ming slowly withdrew his hand, it was impossible to be mushy all the time.

    Not to mention other factors, by the evening, Cheng Ming also had to send his sister and Xiao Ren to school.

    Just as the two were left with only their fingers touching, Shen Shin said, “Cheng Ming, do you have a picture?”

    “Ah, I’m not really into taking pictures, I do have a photo ID if you want, I’ll go get it for you, I’ll just make do with this for now while I’m gone.”

    Cheng Ming picked up the cat muppet on the side and stuffed it into Shen Xiao’s arms, and went to his room to get a whole row of one-inch ID photos for Sister Shen Xiao.

    “Here, you see if some of these are enough?”

    “It looks silly.”

    “Give it back if you don’t want it.”

    “No return.”

    Cheng Ming had no intention of snatching back the photo, just wanted to tease Sister Shen Shiao, pouncing towards her with teeth and claws like a big bad wolf.

    Shen Xiao, however, was in charge, and in a hurry, she shoved the photo into the cleavage of her chest.

    Cheng Ming couldn’t brake and stop in time, his whole body pounced on Shen Xiao’s body, his hands grasped her breasts and subconsciously pinched them.

    “Have you touched enough?” Shen Xiao ranted.

    “Enough is enough, I’m going to prepare breakfast, call me when you need me.” Cheng Ming hurriedly got up, and the folds on Shen Xiao’s chest slowly loosened and disappeared.

    But the feeling lingered like an ant bite.

    It was as if a big invisible hand had been holding it down.

    Shen Xiao’s hands climbed up to her chest and rested on Cheng Ming’s position just now.

    “What’s the point of being so obedient at this time, using your own hands really doesn’t have that feeling ……”

    Eating his breakfast, Cheng Ming was still thinking about how to make it up to Xu Juan when the doorbell suddenly rang.

    Sister?

    This point is a bit premature.

    Cheng Ming opened the door, and standing outside was Jing Jing with red lips and white teeth.

    Shoulder-length short hair with a hair band bundled into two short ponytails hanging on the shoulders, wearing a newly purchased plaid skirt, jacket with a school uniform jacket, feet stepping on small white shoes, hand carrying a cloth bag, overflowing with the atmosphere of youth.

    “Jing Jing, why are you here?” Cheng Ming asked in shock, holding her small hand and entering the house.

    Lin Jingyi laughed softly and asked back, “Can’t I come?”

    “Sure, anytime.”

    Lin Jingyi took off her shoes at the entrance hall, looked at a pair of coffee-colored high heels, and questioned, “Xiao Ming, whose shoes are these?”

    At a glance, it doesn’t look like something a little girl in the family would wear, and even Auntie usually wears flats that are appropriate for the activity.

    Ah, forgot to hide it.

    Before Cheng Ming could explain, Lin Jingyi had already seen Sister Shen Xiaoyi in the room who was planning to take her medicine.

    “Sister Shen Shin why are you at Xiao Ming’s house and wearing his clothes, are these high heels yours?”

    “Ah well, in fact, I had a cold and fever yesterday, I got a shot and bought medicine, I was afraid that my family would be worried, I didn’t dare to go home, so I rested at Cheng Ming’s house for the night, and the sweatshirt on me was also something that Cheng Ming lent me to wear after I had slept a lot and sweated a lot.”

    Worthy of being an adult, what she said was also half-true and half-false, the key details were all skipped, as long as Lin Jingyi didn’t ask Xu Juan, she wouldn’t take the initiative to say anything.

    Lin Jingyi asked worriedly, “Is Sister Shen Xiao’s illness well?”

    “It’s gotten better, but I still have to take my medicine honestly.” Shen Shin sheepishly zipped the zipper of her sweatshirt to the bottom, Cheng Ming’s picture still tucked in her gullet.

    “Did you have breakfast?”

    “Of course I ate.”

    “Want some more?”

    “Are you thinking I’m not fat enough?”

    “I was the one who cooked this morning.” Cheng Ming said smugly, snatching the cloth bag from Jing’s hands.

    “Then I’ll take a bite.”

    Lin Jingyi picked up the chopsticks that Cheng Ming had eaten and took his arm to clip the food and eat it.

    “Hold on, I’ll get you a clean set of dishes.”

    “No, I’ll just have a tiny bit anyway, what a pain in the ass to wash an extra set of dishes, ah.”

    Lin Jingyi feeds the food to Cheng Ming, and the two of them show their love in an old married couple style, but Xu Juan is unresponsive and silently adds rice and another bowl.

    Shen Xiao ate the medicine, her heart was full of mixed feelings.

    Envy might be there, jealousy was hard to say it wasn’t there, the flamboyant schoolgirl was still so close to Cheng Ming.

    At best, it’s guilt and self-loathing.

    Shen Xiao held her forehead and got up, “You guys eat slowly, I’ll go back to bed to lie down for a while.”

    “Sister Shen Xiao, are you not feeling well?” Cheng Ming, who had noticed something strange, asked.

    “No, I get sleepy when I take my pills.”

    “Get some rest then.”

    Cheng Ming can’t brush aside the Jing Jing in front of him, all he can do is to accompany the right person at the right time, alas ……

    “Jing Jing, are you here to study with me?” Cheng Ming asked as he opened the cloth bag, which contained not textbooks, rolls, and pencil pouches, but woolen balls and knitting sticks.

    “Is it true that if I don’t supervise you, you won’t study? Are you studying for me?” Lin Jingyi asked as she poked Cheng Ming’s temple.

    “That’s true.” Cheng Ming said in a serious manner, “I’m studying hard just to go to the same college as you.”

    Lin Jingyi questioned with deep resentment, “Then how come you didn’t go to the same high school as me?”

    Extinction.

    “Hmph, no excuses, right, just lazy, don’t like to study, grew a smart head for nothing.”

    Xu Juan ate her fill and began to clear the dishes on the table.

    “Let me help.” Lin Jingyi said as she let go of Cheng Ming’s arm.

    “No need.” Xu Juan flatly refused.

    “Xu Juan, I’ll help you wash the dishes.”

    “And no need.”

    “Then I’ll help wipe the table.”

    This time Xu Juan didn’t say anything.

    “Xiao Ming, am I being hated by Xu Juan?” Lin Jingyi asked in a tearful whisper as she wiped the table with a rag.

    “I don’t think so, I think she doesn’t want to be robbed of her job by you.”

    “Work?”

    “It’s the rule in our family that if you are responsible for cooking, you don’t have to wash the dishes. And vice versa, for Xu Juan, she has to help with the housework to be able to live in peace.”

    But last night it was all wrapped up for Xu Juan alone is all.

    “So.”

    “So you came to my house today to knit?”

    “No? Do you want to do that kind of thing again.” Lin Jingyi rolled her eyes and said.

    “I just want a reward for academic progress, I didn’t even get a reward for doing so well on my midterm.”

    Yesterday, after sticking it out with Sister Shen Xiao for an afternoon plus a night, Cheng Ming was indeed suffocating.

    “Where’s the good, didn’t even finish the task I set out, did you get more than Chen Ziyi?”

    “It can’t be helped, Dao is one foot tall, the devil is one foot tall, so let’s just say there are three subjects with equal grades.”

    “Sleight of hand, clearly you’re not trying hard enough.”

    Cheng Ming pulled Lin Jingyi all the way into the bedroom and unlocked the door.

    “There are so many sharks.” Lin Jingyi sighed.

    On the bed, on the floor, and on the hanger with the shark pajamas.

    “Ming, do you know why I came to your house to knit a scarf? It’s because you have a lot of sharks in your house and I have a reference that I can’t imagine out of thin air.”

    Lin Jingyi picked up a small shark and sat on the bed playing with it.

    “Ri’s birthday is next month, you’re planning to knit a scarf for her, you’re spoiling her too much, aren’t you?”

    “And who are you to talk about me, you hate yourself enough to give her a birthday present, don’t you? Got her a load of presents, didn’t you?”

    “I haven’t really prepared anything, I don’t know what to give.”

    Cheng Ming sat behind Lin Jingyi and wrapped his arms around her waist, his legs clamped around her body.

    June 1 is all about wish coupons, so what would be a good birthday gift, and pajamas are an everyday purchase, as well as muppets and whatnot.

    “I was going to knit mittens for her, but with mittens you have to split the finger holes, which is too difficult for me right now, and I don’t even know if I can scarf it in time for my birthday.”

    “It’s decided, I’ll send the gloves to Leigh.”

    “Knit it yourself?”

    “Of course I bought it.”

    “Cheesy.”

    “Thoughts, thoughts are good when they come, that girl is too picky, she may not like the ordinary style, just find someone to customize a pair, so can I look forward to my birthday present as well? I was under the impression that you haven’t given me a birthday present in a while.”

    “Say it like you’ve gotten me birthday presents over the years, I don’t want a birthday present you paid for, got it?”

    Cheng Ming whispered in Lin Jingyi’s ear, “Got it, Your Honorable Wife.”

    “Wow, disgusting, goosebumps falling all over the place.” Lin Jingyi said with a shiver.

    “Jing Jing doesn’t want to marry me?” Cheng Ming said pretending to be lost.

    “One thing leads to another, and even if we get married, the name we call each other won’t change.”

    Cheng Ming lifted the hem of Jing’s skirt and pulled it up to her knees, revealing her slender calves wrapped in black silk.

    “Why are you wearing stockings?”

    “Because it’s cold, and the bottoms are a little too thick.”

    Cheng Ming’s hand stroked from the side of Jing’s calf to the side of her thigh deep under her skirt.

    “It’s pantyhose.”

    “Like it?”

    “I like it, but it’s a pain in the ass to take off, can I rip it?”

    “You’re going to die, you’re going to die and break it how am I going to tell mom.”

    Lin Jingyi shyly poked Cheng Ming’s chest with her elbow.

    But it’s still nice to be well-groomed and to be liked.

    “Just buy a couple more, I’ll tear them up for fun.”

    “Loser, I can’t stand you, I can always take it off myself ……”

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