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Don't you feel weird?

Tang Mengmeng's question made Xiangyang feel panic.It seems that something secret and unspeakable has been suddenly pierced, allowing people to see the most embarrassing thoughts in it.Xiang Yang couldn't remember how he separated from Tang Mengmeng and returned home.

This rented house is much smaller than Xiangyang's own home.Previously, Xiangyang thought this was very good. In the small room, Xiangyang could see Jin'an just by looking up. Sometimes Jin'an would walk around, and sometimes Jin'an would sit on the computer or sofa and play games.There is a computer and a TV at home, and the sofa is where the two of them often sit and chat together.

Xiang Yang likes to be tired of Jin An, even if he doesn't say anything, even if he doesn't do anything, Xiang Yang still likes it.

Is it strange to be like this?

Xiang Yang lowered her head and looked at the room.Without Jin An, the room suddenly became big and empty, making her feel suffocated.Xiang Yang stood up, and she walked back and forth in the room.As she walked, she sat back down again and turned on the computer.She looked at the blank Baidu search page, thought for a long time, and finally typed the three words homosexuality.

The more he saw, the more confused Xiang Yang became.

What exactly is liking?

Do you like the idea of ​​sister Jin'an?

Xiang Yang closed his eyes, shook his head again, and suddenly laughed.Tang Mengmeng was talking nonsense, what did she say she liked? It was true that she liked Sister Jin'an, but how could it be that kind of like.It's just...Xiang Yang frowned. Tang Mengmeng said that, if sister Jin'an also felt that her attitude was too much, wouldn't it be good?

With a sad face, Xiang Yang went to the kitchen to mess around for a while.In the evening, Jin An called again, saying that he would be back around twelve o'clock.According to the past practice, Xiang Yang knew that Jin An would not be able to come back before two or three o'clock.She snorted a few times, sister Jin'an, big villain, and then sat on the table and started her daily homework.This time is different from the past, she wants to write a love story.

Probably influenced by Tang Mengmeng's nonsense, Xiang Yang suddenly had such an idea.

Time passed little by little, and when it was ten o'clock, Jin An called again.Xiang Yang picked it up and fed it. She heard the joy in her voice, and felt her heart beating with joy.There were mixed voices on the other end of the phone, with the sound of typing on the keyboard from time to time.It's just that in such a noisy voice, Jin An's voice was still low and gentle, as if he was born with a sense of calmness, listening to Xiang Yang's ears, gradually calming down Xiang Yang's mood.

The years are quiet, but so.

"It's already ten o'clock, what time are you going to sleep?" Jin An asked.

Xiang Yang pursed her lips, and smiled silently: "You're going to sleep soon, Sister Jin'an, I made pear soup for you to clear your lungs. Remember to drink a bowl when you come back."

"If you continue to feed like this, your sister Jin'an will turn into a pig." A helpless laugh came from the other end of the phone, "You can't eat too much at night."

"It doesn't matter if you put less sugar. It's good for your stomach when you come back at night." Xiang Yang's voice couldn't help but lowered a little.She imagined Jin An's expression now, and carefully coaxed and flattered her, "It's okay to be a little fatter, Jin An's sister is too thin. Always working overtime requires physical strength. And it's not good for the spirit. Teacher's wife is worried about you." , and taught me how to make bird’s nest. My teacher told me that women should start taking care of themselves after they turn 25.”

Jin An's laughter suddenly sounded: "What did you whisper to Aunt Wang?"

"It's nothing..." Xiang Yang suddenly felt guilty.Her peer relationship is not good, and Aunt Wang loves her dearly, so Xiang Yang communicates with Aunt Wang from time to time.Sister Jin'an is working overtime again. Sister Jin'an always eats poorly. Even so, Sister Jin'an still has to come back to see Xiao Xiangyang every day.

Before she knew it, Aunt Wang felt distressed even with Jin An.Thinking about it, the same is true. It is very hard for a little girl to take care of a sick child.

Speaking of Aunt Wang, Xiang Yang thought of one thing: "Sister Jin'an, find a weekend teacher and teacher's wife to ask us to have dinner together."

Jin An made some calculations. She hadn't been to Yan's hometown for a long time because of working overtime to catch up with the project.Even the monthly fee was paid by Jin An to Xiang Yang to bring it to Old Yan.If you think about it this way, you really don't understand etiquette too much, and you still need the old man to invite you.Jin An was a little uneasy, asked Zhou Yi, and found that there was not much need for her recently, so he agreed to the little girl.

Xiang Yang smiled happily.She likes Jin'an, and also likes the teacher and teacher's wife who are very good to her. Xiangyang feels very happy when there is someone she likes by her side.As soon as he was happy, Xiang Yang couldn't help but start talking, wanting to tell Jin An all the recent things.

Jin'an had heard some words more than once, and she responded humbly. Xiangyang's speech is much better now than before, and every time he seems to be able to say something new, it seems to be fun.It's just that Xiangyang subconsciously didn't say what Tang Mengmeng told her.

Until he hung up the phone, Xiang Yang was still a little unfulfilled and a little dazed.Why is she hiding it, what is she afraid of, but to Jin An, she clearly...

Xiang Yang couldn't figure it out, took a shower and fell on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open.

Suddenly there was a soft knock at the door, and someone walked in lightly in the darkness.Hearing the familiar footsteps, Xiang Yang couldn't help calling softly: "Sister Jin'an."

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Jin An heard Xiang Yang's voice clearly, she closed the door, turned on the wall lamp, changed her shoes, and walked over to look at the girl under the blanket.

Xiang Yang smelled Jin An's body, and there was a hint of tobacco smell, she couldn't help frowning.Jin An noticed it, straightened up and walked towards the bathroom, while explaining: "To discuss things, they smoked some cigarettes."

"Smoking is not good, you can't smoke." Xiang Yang said.

"Well, I know, I won't." Jin An replied, then turned his head and smiled towards Yang.Xiang Yang also couldn't help laughing, and said, "Second-hand smoke is not good either."

This is not working well...

Jin An thought for a while: "I will try to avoid it in the future."

The woman's voice was blocked by the bathroom door, and was quickly covered by the sound of rushing water.Xiang Yang sat up, hugged the quilt, and stared at the bathroom.The door of the bathroom was blurred, and the scene inside could not be seen, but Xiang Yang could imagine that the warm water flowed over the woman's mature body...

Xiang Yang couldn't help shaking, and with an ah, fell on the bed, knocked his head, and covered his head with the quilt.

"What am I thinking! It's all to blame, it's all to blame Tang Mengmeng!"

"Who is to blame?" The quilt was thrown off at once, and Jin An leaned over with his steamy body.Xiang Yang was caught straight, she stared blankly at Jin An.Jin An obviously looked very casual, maybe a little too casual, and there were still tiny drops of water dripping from his hair.Her face was a little reddish from the hot water, with steam.Xiang Yang couldn't help but swallowed his throat, and looked down hastily.

Moving down... is the neck that is too fair due to the long-term lack of sunlight, and the pajamas are scattered, revealing a little bit of spring.The nose is full of the smell of Jin'an, hot, fragrant, within reach...

Xiangyang's face became redder and redder.She moved her eyes up quietly, and saw Jin An's brows gradually raised, as if she wanted to say something.At that moment, Xiang Yang had a flash of inspiration, grabbed the quilt, covered his head suddenly, and shouted loudly: "Why is sister Jin'an eavesdropping on me!!"

After being beaten up, he is still so energetic, it doesn't look like he is sick, but rather shy.

Jin An's hanging heart fell back again.She smiled, let go, brushed her hair and went back to find the hair dryer: "Now Xiao Xiangyang has her own secret..."

Although I was very relieved, there was a little sourness.Jin An turned his head and saw that the quilt was lifted up little by little, and Xiang Yang revealed a pair of eyes, looking at him quietly.Jin An felt a little funny, afraid that the little girl would be shy, so he turned his head to blow dry her hair.It's just that her mood is still sour.

grown up...

There are also things that I don't want her to know.

This is a good thing that should be celebrated...just... Jin An sighed, and decided to properly regulate his emotions.

Xiang Yang quietly raised his eyes to look at Jin An.The woman turned her back to herself, and the thin pajamas covered her figure, but it was faintly revealed by the dripping water.Xiang Yang has never felt the softness of a woman so deeply before. She stretched out her fingers and quietly followed Jin An's figure to outline a moving curve.

Across a long distance, yet it seems to be clinging to Jin An's body intimately.Just thinking about it like this made Xiang Yang feel hot all over.

Jin An moved, and Xiang Yang leaned towards him unknowingly.

"Sister Jin'an, let me blow your hair for you."

Jin An turned his head, a little surprised.Xiang Yang was already taller than Jin An, and he had to lower his head slightly when looking at her. Xiang Yang, who was silent, looked at himself with a serious look.Jin An smiled and nodded.Xiang Yang took the hair dryer, and stroked Jin An's hair bit by bit.

What soft hair, slipping over Xiangyang's palm in small pieces, it seems that as long as it is moved a little, it will turn into quicksand and disappear, and no trace can be found anymore.Xiangyang lowered his head and remained silent, the hair dryer hummed, and the aroma of shampoo impatiently penetrated into Xiangyang's nose, enveloping Xiangyang's senses, enveloping Xiangyang's dreams, and enveloping Xiangyang's many emotions secret.