Kiss the moonlight

Meeting the man's probing eyes, Yun Nuo smiled, stretched out her hand and hooked his neck: "Do you know that you look like a conscientious community mediator now."

Zhou Chongyue was helpless.

"Okay, let's go to sleep. I'm going to the airport early tomorrow morning to see Mumu off." After Yun Nuo finished speaking, she turned off the wall lamp thoughtfully, and leaned over to kiss the corner of his lips in the dark, "Zhou Chongyue, you will definitely A good father."

Zhou Chongyue didn't feel good about herself, and told the truth: "When the day comes, I might be at a loss."

"Then I'm looking forward to it."

"What to expect."

"Look at the people and things you can't handle, and show a desperate expression."

Zhou Chongyue lowered her eyes and looked at her in the dim night, with a low voice: "The word despair is no stranger to me."

"Huh? When?"

"When you realize that you can't extricate yourself, but dare not love."

Zhou Simu was secretly surprised when he saw the two figures appearing at the entrance of the hall.

She didn't know that Ms. Nan went to Tanyuan to look for Zhou Chongyue yesterday, and she didn't expect her sister and third uncle to be bumped into by Ms. Nan by coincidence.

The man nods.

At this hour, the sun's scorching light hit the balcony directly. She hung the clothes on the clothes rail, and a video call came in from the mobile phone next to her.

"Wait for me, I'll change first." She pointed to the bedroom.

"Sister, are you up yet?"

"What happened to your eyes?" Nan Qiao asked.

The next day, the alarm clock rang at seven o'clock on time.

Cough, "A little dust has entered, it's okay, let's talk." She quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

At this moment, Zhou Chongyue's cell phone rang, and it was from the department. Nan Qiao signaled him to take care of his own business first, and she took Yun Nuo to find a seat near the entrance to have a private chat.

Yun Nuo's breath was stagnant, and she didn't have a chance to think about it, and she didn't have the energy to think about it, because this deep kiss made her feel like she was drowning.

Turning off the phone and looking up, Yuanyao met someone in the living room with an unclear look.

Zhou Simu looked around excitedly, then lowered her voice and said, "Last night was very intense, right? I have a slight impression of the apartment layout of the third uncle's apartment. You should start directly from the door, first move to the sofa in the living room, roll the carpet, and then I went to the study on the way, and finally went to the bedroom, and went into the bathroom to take a shower. After washing and washing, I found that I still had more ideas, so I used local materials, and the fire was rekindled."

I thought that when it came to this, the topic should end here, but there was a scream directly across the screen.

She originally wanted to tell her child that important things in life should be considered a lot and not act impulsively, but she also felt that if the other party was Zhou Chongyue, it seemed that such words would be too hypocritical and hypocritical.

She likes the smell between his chin and neck, the smell of cedar and mint, reminding her of the embrace that gave her life by the lotus pond in Zhou's old house six years ago.

"Who would do morning exercises under the scorching sun? I'm drying the clothes." Yun Nuo turned back to the house with the phone in hand, with the camera facing the floor. After walking a few steps, the other side asked curiously, "Does the third uncle not do housework?"

A few minutes later, Yun Nuo came out wearing a semi-cool suit, with a solid-color short-sleeved T-shirt on top, and a pair of khaki cropped wide-leg pants underneath, with a belt design and a random knot. The overall look has a pure affection Strong Hong Kong flavor.

Thinking of her sister who left in the early years, Nan Qiao couldn't help feeling sour.

It was getting late, and Yun Nuo was too lazy to listen to her chatting about some wild things, so she just said: "I'm in the elevator, there is no signal." Then I hung up the video decisively.

Yun Nuo looked away, and nodded as if nothing had happened: "She said that the flight is at ten o'clock, and my aunt did not bring a driver with her on this trip, so she probably wanted to check in early."

Yun Nuo's entire face was burning hot.

Time passed quickly, watching her grow up from a small baby, to now she is slim and tall, her face has faded away from her youthfulness and innocence, and she has some shadows of her mother back then.

With these words, Yun Nuo knew that Auntie was doing it for her own good, so she could hear it, nodded and said: "I chose to be with him at the beginning because I made a lot of determination and courage, it wasn't just a whim, I was mentally prepared , and more confident."

The people in the car breathed a sigh of relief, got out of the car after settling their thoughts, and the two walked towards the hall.

Arrive at the airport, less than 10 minutes before boarding.

"Stop!"

Naturally, it cannot be pure small talk.

Undoubtedly, as a little aunt, Nan Qiao, even though she can't interfere with many things, she can't ignore and be indifferent.

After several twists and turns in her thoughts, she could only hold Yun Nuo's hand, and sighed softly, "You are better than Mu Mu in terms of knowing people."

In a word, implicit endorsement.

This guy has a bit more problems.

Just because she washed a piece of underwear, this guy made up such a magnificent night scene.

Boarding is imminent, Nan Qiao can't go too far.

Yun Nuo freed up one hand and pressed the answer button, and Zhou Simu's shadow in a sun hat appeared in the video.

And Zhou Chongyue, apart from appreciating it from a male point of view, didn't think too much about it.

she:
"Mumu arrived at the airport?" Zhou Chongyue raised her wrist to look at the time, and walked towards this side.

When Yun Nuo got out of the car, he asked him, "Do you want to go in?"

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She picked up the phone, pointed the camera at herself, and asked feebly, "What do you know?"

The summer night was short, Yun Nuo gently closed his eyes, wrapped his wrist around his waist, and wanted to keep the time in this moment, endlessly long.

"Just pack up, change clothes and go."

As a result, when the two approached, Zhou Simu's eyes began to turn back and forth like the wheels of a cart.

After about 10 minutes, after drinking the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl, Yun Nuo hurried into the bathroom, washed her face and brushed her teeth, and cleaned the underwear she changed last night.

I have to say that I do have the potential to be a director.

Zhou Simu looked closely at the screen, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing, are you doing morning exercises outside the balcony?"

"Ah, I knew it!"

In summer, she rarely wears it like this.

She explained: "It's my own underwear. I took a shower last night too late, so I left it until this morning."

Zhou Chongyue came back with breakfast from her morning run, struggled for a while, and decided to eat before washing.

Fate is really a wonderful thing. At the age of 15, did she predict that she has become the closest relationship with her savior now?

"Go and see off Mumu." Zhou Chongyue unbuckled his seat belt and pushed open the driver's door.

Yun Nuo lowered her head, and heard Nan Qiao continue: "Leaving aside some objective factors, I am [-]% satisfied with your affairs, but Nuo Nuo, I have to remind you that at your third uncle's age, falling in love is bound to be difficult. For the purpose of marriage, you have to think clearly, after all, you are still young."

The time to return to the country is still to be determined. After a while, after listening to Yun Nuo's words, he fixed his eyes on her a few more times. In the end, all the love and advice from the elders turned into a sigh.

It is not easy for Yun Baiyuan to agree to this matter.

What Nan Qiao was worried about was actually Linjiang's side.But she knew that after so many years, the old man still cared and valued the third child the most.

I am getting old and suffering from serious illness. I hope that the old man can be more open about some things and stop being stubborn.

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A few minutes late today, sorry sorry.