Shuxin wanted to hold, but he was afraid, but he couldn't help but want to get closer to the example. "Can I... can I?"

"Yes." Huo Yanqing said solemnly after the words, "Sit down, for example."

An example is the soldier who heard the order, immediately sat well, sitting particularly upright, with his mouth open and tongue out, watching Huo Yanqing.

Shu Xin feels so magical, how can it be so obedient, and the fear of examples in his heart slowly turns into love.

Huo Yanqing held out his comfortable hand and extended it, "Shaking hands."

The example raises the front paw and places it on the palms of the two.

Shuxin felt not only the smooth hair of the example, but also the hot flesh in his palm, which felt comfortable and exciting.

When the example retracted the paw, Shuxin felt a little reluctant, and took the initiative to extend another hand that was not held by Huo Yan. "Example, would you please hold it again?"

The example glanced at Shu Xin, then proudly turned his head away and stood up from the ground.

Shuxin, "Yan Qing, it ignores me."

"Don't worry, take your time, it's like a person's feelings and needs to be cultivated slowly."

"Okay." Shu Xin thought that she could get closer to the example now, and immediately forgot the loss just now, "Hold me it?"

Huo Yanqing handed the rope in his hand to Shu Xin, and then the two of them and the dog went on a walk. Moonlight pulled the two of them together for a long time, overlapping and winding, just like their hearts.

Talking laughter filled the night.

Somehow, they stopped again and hugged together.

Huo Yan leaned his head down and kissed Shu Xin's lips, grinded it twice, and was just about to pry open her teeth. When the example was pulled, Shu Xin was pulled away.

Shu Xin walked along the example, and the words were all smiles, "The example says, the general public can't be the best."

...

Shujia

Cao Guifang wore a big cheongsam and looked left and right in front of the mirror. His eyes were full of smiles, and he still said in uneasy words: "Heart, I am so old and I am wearing such flowers. not too good?"

"No, the older ones only need to wear big flowers. They look young. You didn't wear floral flowers. The floral flowers were worn by the little girl." Shu Xin looked at Cao Guifang with great satisfaction.

Cao Guifang brushed the cheongsam with exquisite workmanship, "It looks good, I'm just afraid of people laughing at me."

Shu Xin turned around and took a black trench coat over the bed and draped it over Cao Guifang. "Grandma, you think too much. Mom said that she is old. She doesn't want to do anything this year. She is at home. Some relatives come together and are all a family. Who jokes you?"

Cao Guifang nodded, "Yes, I listen to you, we are decent, and you are good at Huo."

"Grandma." Shuxin held Cao Guifang's arms like a coquettish man. "You don't think about anything for me. I hope you have a happy life."

"Grandma is so old, you are happy, I will be happy."

Shu Mengling, who was standing outside the door, saw the grandfather and grandson in the room, their faces were almost green, and she was completely taken to the air. The nice thing was to take her back to the Shu family. In fact, it was to let her get angry and see their family. Don’t love it.

Every time Shu Xin returned to her mother's home with big and small bags to take, eat, use, and wear, Cao Guifang and Shu Youkang had both, but she didn't have her share. This time she attended Yao Huiqin's birthday feast, and Shu Xin gave Shu Youkang She prepared the clothes with Cao Guifang, but she still didn't.