she is guilty of loving you

Those eye-catching postcards are hung in three to five rows on the wall, one by one, one by one...

Jiang Yun stroked them one by one with her hands, and her eyes scanned them carefully, until in the end they were blurred because of the hidden water.

"Jiang Yun, how much luck did it take me to meet such a wonderful you?"

"It should be to use up all the blessings in the next life, the next life? I can only use up all my luck to stay with you now."

"Sometimes I always feel sad, why did I wake up so late at the beginning, if it was earlier, would you have suffered less, and we would be happy..."

"Ah, I'm sorry, look what I'm talking about, I'm already very happy now, isn't it too dissatisfied? I'm obviously spoiled by you like this."

"Jiang Yun, what should I do? There are so many things I want to say, but suddenly I seem to be out of words, what should I do? I... I'm a little worried, will you regret it?"

"I regret that such Xu Qinrou has brought you so much trouble and suffering. Obviously, you can live a better life. You are so good and outstanding..."

"But I really love you, how should I describe it? Just by turning your name in my heart a few times, tears will overflow from my eyes unconsciously."

"It's happiness, Jiang Yun. I'm really happy. I've been loved by you for so many years. Thank you for never giving up on me..."

"Really, what am I talking about? Today is your birthday, so let's not talk about those sad literature.

My ginger rhyme is an ice cube, but facing me is a burning torch.

She looks cool and cold, not approachable at all, but she likes to eat sweet things, she likes grape-flavored candies.

She likes the feeling of someone waiting for her to come home, she likes being firmly chosen by others, she likes Xu Qinrou's shining love..."

So, Xu Qinrou can only choose Jiang Yun's path, and must choose this path. "

There are so many postcards, Jiang Yun's eyes are almost dazzled.

But she knew it wasn't, it was tears of disappointment, overflowing over each other.

In the end, Jiang Yun laughed, that person was really playful.

The man wrote a few words in an aboveboard manner, which made her a little dumbfounded.

"Wife, I love you, so you have to let me, this thing about the bed, it's time for me to rise to the top!"

"Just tonight, wife?!"

How provocative some of the previous words are, how out of tune the following few sentences are.

Jiang Yun approached, stretched out her hand, and stroked the postcards carefully and slowly with her fingertips.

The handwriting seemed to have a life of its own, jumping out of the card, flashing in front of her word by word.

As if in this way, you can perceive that person's playfulness, tenderness, longing, and satisfaction...

Everything belongs to her emotions.

Jiang Yun looked at it seriously, savoring one by one, as if appreciating a good brush and ink.

Xu Qinrou gently leaned against the wall behind her, looked at her back, and smiled tenderly.

Before the man had time to change his clothes when he came back, he was dragged over by himself.

She was wearing a black coat that was unique, cold and Xu Ran.

But the lights are wan and the night is gentle, all of which are generously sprinkled on her body, making her whole person extraordinarily soft.

In the end, I saw Jiang Yun standing in front of a few postcards for a long time.

The time she stayed was too long, Xu Qinrou was a little curious, and just wanted to go there, but suddenly remembered something, she stopped again.

She thought of her unreserved words, and Jiang Yun looked at them all in such a grandiose manner.

Suddenly, I felt a little embarrassed. Although it was written for that person, it was still a little different in front of her.

She froze on the spot, suddenly didn't know how to place her hands.

Kankan put it on the wall, it was very cold, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

The degree of being iced is no less than the feeling of being burned, and the moment of stimulation hits the bottom of my heart.

"What are you thinking about?"

At some point, Jiang Yun had come to her and patted the top of her head lightly with a gentle voice.

Xu Qinrou straightened up, curled up the fingers that had just been stimulated, looked at her, and then hugged her straight away.

He hugged Jiang Yun to his full arms, and rubbed her pesteringly, sticky.

"I'm thinking about you, wondering if you will fulfill my wish and hear my prayer."

Jiang Yun was very helpful to her clingy person, put her hands gently on the back of her neck, and smiled.

"So, is Teacher Xu trying to put the cart before the horse and steal the wish of the birthday star? Shouldn't I be the biggest today, and you should be the one who fulfills all my wishes?

So, I guess you can't fulfill Teacher Xu's last request, or..."

As she spoke, she stepped back slightly, leaving a little space between the two of them.

The eyes looking at Xu Qinrou were full of ill intentions, even more teasing.

"Or, what new knowledge did Mr. Xu learn behind my back, the kind that can be enjoyed more comfortably?"

Xu Qinrou was confused at the beginning, but suddenly realized that this man was talking to her.

Immediately, she was a little embarrassed, and gently struggled out of Jiang Yun's arms, turned around, turned her face away, and looked at the dining table beside her.

She walked over, gently opened the box on the cake, and then turned to look at Jiang Yun.

"Knowledge is not new, you can draw inferences from one instance, there will always be a day when I will make you comfortable.

And I will not steal Sister Yun's wish, and I am reluctant to steal it.

So, sister, come and make a wish. "

Jiang Yun only felt that her heart was soft and soft, and she walked over in response.

On the table is a custom-made fruit cake.

Why do you say it is custom-made?

Because Jiang Yun had never seen any fruit cake covered with all kinds of grapes.

White, yellow, blue, purple...

The colors are chaotic, probably because the baker has rich experience and online aesthetics, and all the patterns and colors are well matched.

But just looking at these grapes, no matter how you say it, it's still a bit silly.

So much so that she couldn't help laughing out loud, she bent her eyebrows and looked at the man, full of smiles.

"Are you trying to make me a grape spirit?"

Xu Qinrou was a little nervous for some reason, and even more rarely, a little cramped.

"Sorry, I never knew, I know so little about you.

When I wanted to prepare a surprise for you, I realized that I didn't seem to know your preferences and preferences at all..."

As he spoke, the man's voice became lower and lower, and finally only some vague breath sounds remained.

If she knew that she would have such a big reaction, Jiang Yun wouldn't be so teasing.

She walked over and looked at Xu Qinrou with serious eyes, and her tone was uncompromising.

"It's really stupid, how well do you know, don't I know?"

This person is really stupid, apart from her, I have nothing to pursue, and even the hobby of grapes is because of her.

Jiang Yun didn't know where to read such a passage: I love strawberries, but only strawberries are good, not strawberry cake, not dried strawberry fruit, not strawberry lollipops... it can only be strawberries.

She thought at the time: As long as it is Xu Qinrou, everything that tastes like grapes is fine, even if it is replaced by something else.

But as long as it is given by Xu Qinrou, it will do anything. For the person she loves, she will give it to the one she loves.

So, what Xu Qinrou gave was her love.

So on Jiang Yun's 26th birthday, she ate the best cake in her life.

It belongs to her alone, and it is the best birthday wish that her wife gave her with all her hobbies and preferences.

The snow outside is still falling, and it is still getting bigger. It is flying freely in the air, and the posture of flying is a bit chic.

The already cold climate in winter has become a bit chillier because of the arrival of this snow.

Jiang Yun thoughtfully turned on all the heating facilities in the bedroom, and it didn't take long for the whole room to be warmly heated.

There was a slight sound from the bathroom next to it, it was the sound of the heater inside.

Jiang Yun stood there and listened for a while, and suddenly felt a little hot, she turned her head and glanced out the window.

It's still snowing, so it's not because of the weather, it's just because of herself.

But this heat needs that person to relieve it. Suddenly, there seems to be the sound of rushing water inside.

It was pattering, it felt like it was raining, but it was obviously snow outside.

She couldn't bear it anymore and secretly made a decision.

He went downstairs decisively, and came up with a small bowl after a while.

Looking carefully, there are grapes of different colors inside, which are the ones on the cake.

It should be that the way she took it off was good, and the strength was not bad, so these grapes were not stained with too much cream.

Jiang Yun was holding a bowl of grapes, smiling comfortably and slyly, and put it aside when she arrived in the bedroom.

Then I turned around and went to the closet to find some clothes.

What's the matter, it's okay to change your mind temporarily, right?

What Xu Qinrou wanted to take a bath, she also wanted to take a bath.

Xu Qinrou wanted to take a bath alone, but she wanted two to take a bath.

Jiang Yun thought, winter is really too cold, it is really unbearable to wash alone.

Therefore, she went in purely for the sake of that person's health, and it was very troublesome to catch cold in winter.

But she probably forgot that the heater in the bathroom is not afraid of the so-called winter cold at all.

It's nothing more than that Sima Zhaozhi's heart is known to everyone, and she is only greedy for the people inside.

Jiang Yun found out a nightgown, Shi Shiran took the bowl of grapes, and walked to the bathroom door.

That person was probably unprepared, or never thought that he would have such a sudden thought.

The door was only half-closed, leaving a crack, and she opened it with a light push.

As soon as she came in, she was enveloped by the hot heater, and the sound of dripping water that she heard outside just now was very vivid.

She looked in a blink of an eye, and the white mist filled the glass door.

The glass already had patterns of different textures, which couldn't be seen clearly.

Now there is still misty water vapor on it, and a few water marks slide down from time to time, and the figure inside is looming.

Jiang Yun only felt more itchy, but she knew that as long as the door was opened, it would be fine.

A door, the outside is the world, and the inside is a fairyland.