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The back of Jun Nanci's head was planted on Song Qixue's stomach. Skillfully and normally, Song Qixue slightly bent down to support her shoulders. Just as she was about to say something, she felt warm and wet liquid. She didn't know what it was. , but my heart "thumped" and ached, and my intuition was very bad.

That's right, Song Qixue didn't understand the meaning of "weeping", but Jun Nanci cried.

Tears kept falling, and the word "unlucky" hit her hard.

Isn't that so?

Because of his bad luck, he was thrown out of the city by his biological parents.

Because of his bad luck, Tang Yulin was forced to go away from home for so long and couldn't come back to see each other.

Because of his own bad luck, even the master has never heard from him, maybe he was wiped out by the fox jing as they said.

All of this is her fault, and even the people around her are having a bad time.

perhaps...

She really should have died a long time ago, but that would be the end of it all...

Why, did she want to save such an unlucky self?

Song Qi Xuesong took over a siu mai and brought it to Jun Nanci, trying to appease the person in his arms: "Do you want this?"

Jun Nanci's nose was sore, the treasure that she had almost given up her most precious dignity to plunder before was now in front of her, but now, she didn't even mention her appetite.

Now her mind is full of the phrase "unlucky", and suddenly she has a thought - whether she should accept this kindness, will she harm this kind girl just like Tang Yulin and her master?

The steaming hot siu mai is aggressive, shouting like a devil.

When people are overwhelmed, everything they see is negative.

Song Qixue was in a hurry, and brought another steamed bun: "You didn't want that, did you want this?" In her opinion, there is no difference between siu mai and steamed buns, but she didn't know how to make Jun Nanci happy.

"Hey, what's the matter with this girl!" The bun shop owner wanted to curse, but after seeing Song Qixue's peerless face clearly, the flesh on his face also twitched, "Well...you buy buns if you want to buy buns Well... just give me the money... Forget it, in fact, I don't need a few dollars, just give it to you for free... But don't be cheap, you stinky girl!"

Song Qixue ignored him, but Jun Nanci was woken up, grabbed the two "trophies" on the left and right, smashed them back, and yelled at the obsessed man with gritted teeth: "Who wants to eat your stinky buns?" Got it! Who knows if you washed your dirty hands when you were with the flour!"

"Hey, what are you talking about! You bastard..." The owner of the bun shop rolled up his sleeves and wanted to hit someone, but Song Qixue pulled Jun Nanci into his arms to protect him, and he shrank back.

Jun Nanci pulled out one hand and made a grimace, fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "People in Qiaozhou, come and see, come and see! The owner of this steamed stuffed bun shop went to the hut to make steamed buns with his hands that wipe his buttocks! Everyone Don't eat his wow!"

The other hand tightened, holding Song Qixue with all his might.

Her hand was not big enough to hold her thumb, but it was full of strength, avoiding the pursuit of the barbarian behind, and running in the snow.

Jun Nanci let go of his hand when the rude curse was far away, holding his knees out of breath.

Song Qixue looked down at her, her fair face was also a little blush, but she didn't run away.

She remembered Jun Nanci once said to her: "Song Qixue, being together is different from being together. In the human world, at least two people need to hold hands to be considered the kind of togetherness I mentioned."

So... are they together?

"Song Qixue!" Jun Nanci called her when Song Qixue's thoughts drifted away, "You mean your name is Song Qixue?"

Song Qixue nodded, a little afraid to look at her.

Jun Nanci panted, smiling with tears in his eyes: "You heard it just now, I am very [unlucky], if you are really with me, you will be very unlucky by me, if you are So, do you still want to be with me?"

Song Qixue didn't expect that she would really ask this question. Although the five-year-old Jun Nanci couldn't see any other meaning in his eyes, she still couldn't help but think too much about what kind of [in Together].

Taking two steps back, Jun Nanci concealed his emptiness, wiped away his tears, and looked up at Song Qixue: "It's okay, it's too late for you to regret it now!"

Not having the courage to wait for an answer, unable to bear another parting, Jun Nanci turned around and wanted to run away again, but was pulled into that embrace.

"I won't let you go again."

It was Song Qixue's cold statement tone, and Jun Nanci's vision blurred within a few seconds after it had just become clear.

This person's skin is obviously so cold and bone-piercing, but why is this embrace so warm and contradictory?

"Gulu" was being mischievous again with that disappointing stomach.

Song Qixue understood this time: "Are you hungry?"

Jun Nanci didn't deny it this time: "Well... aren't you hungry?"

Song Qixue shook his head: "I don't know what hunger is."

Now Jun Nanci was surprised: "How could you not know what hunger is? Hunger is just..."

She suddenly couldn't find any adjectives to describe this feeling, and there was nowhere to hide under Song Jixue's probing eyes, so Jun Nanci simply didn't care, and casually grabbed her thumb again: "Hungry probably means wanting to eat." Something's gone... let's go home!"

Jun Nanci thought, Song Qixue is so thin, it is probably not yet hungry, when she is really hungry, maybe she will understand.

Three days later, when the medicinal materials Song Qixue brought back were all boiled into dregs, Jun Nanci's stomach was still growling, but Song Qixue, who hadn't eaten any rice, still didn't cry once.

She looked at Jun Nan who was sitting in her arms drinking the potion because he couldn't reach the table and asked, "Why am I not hungry yet?"

It's best not to be hungry... Song Qixue has no intention of leaving, and Jun Nanci is also embarrassed to rush, but she can't afford another person if she disappears.

Jumping off Song Qixue's lap, Jun Nanci rubbed his stomach: "Before you get hungry, we have to find a way to find something to eat!"

Song Qixue tilted his head, and Jun Nanci sighed: "There is probably nothing I can do... It would be great if the master is here. The master has a wide range of ropes, and you can always find something to eat!"

A snowflake fell from the sky, slid down from the leaky roof, and dripped onto Jun Nanci's hair, looking a little desolate.

"Tired." The melancholy little guy decided not to worry about these things anymore, and got under the bed, only showing his little head, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

"sleep?"

Song Qixue remembered again, Jun Nanci once said this to himself: "Ordinary people are different from us, they need to rest every once in a while, um... that's called sleep. Sleep... two people like each other Only after going through the wedding ceremony can they sleep together."

"Yes, come here quickly, the two of you will be warmer!" After leaving Song Qixue's embrace, Jun Nanci felt cold, and waved to her, coquettishly relying on her.

Song Qixue hesitated for a moment, lifted the quilt and lay down next to Jun Nanci.

Jun Nanci hugged her whole body, and soon fell asleep. . .

Sparse eyebrows, slightly raised nose, thin lips...

The immature silhouette vaguely resembled the same day and night face-to-face. Song Qixue caressed Jun Nanci's side face, pinching a ball of cute baby fat.

That's what Jun Nan resigned after he became an adult.

Impatiently, the little guy rubbed against the beauty again, and pressed it against her forehead, completely oblivious to the fact that he ate up her tofu wantonly in his sleep.

Song Qixue's heart throbbed for a while, and she rubbed the lump of flesh in her arms again...

What's the matter with this kind of emotion that you can't wait to eat her in your stomach?

Soon Song Qixue figured it out

----Oh, this is probably what Jun Nanci couldn't explain to her before, the feeling of being hungry?