his little milk apricot

Chapter 90

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night.

There is a call.

There is no moon outside the window.

Yaoxing lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

The whole of her mind today is Xie Yinlan's sentence: "If you like, we can have a baby by ourselves."

But at that time, she was inexplicably scared and pretended not to hear, so Xie Yinlan stopped talking and didn't mention it any more.

But at this moment, she was lying on the bed and carefully recalled Xie Yinlan's expression during the day. He seemed to be getting no response from her and was quite lonely.

And I've already gone to the bathroom and showered three times tonight, but I haven't come out yet.

The houses in the village have very poor sound insulation. Lying quietly beside the bed, Yao Xing could clearly hear Xie Yinlan's uncontrollable low gasps every time she poured a ladle of water on her body.

She actually wanted to appease him, but...!
Yao Xing gritted her teeth and decided to get out of bed to see him.

She put on her slippers and walked to the balcony. The toilet door was ajar.

She didn't dare to look into the crack in the door. She just stared at a pot of cactus planted on the balcony and said, "Xie Yinlan, have you washed it? I...I need to wash my hands."

Washing his hands was just an excuse, mainly to see if he was better.

"Okay." Xie Yinlan's voice was hoarse and low: "Come in."

Yaoxing heard him shaking his clothes rustlingly, thinking that he might be almost dressed, so he opened the door and walked in without any worries...

Who knows!

Xie Yinlan was only wearing a white bath towel.

Yao Xingdeng was dumbfounded and froze at the door.

Xie Yinlan explained casually: "My clothes accidentally got wet."

"Oh." Yaoxing then moved his steps and approached the sink: "Then go get dressed quickly so you don't catch a cold."

Xie Yinlan disagreed: "It's hot, I don't want to wear it."

"You..." Yaoxing almost choked with anger, and said to him: "You think you are a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. You are already an old man of 27 or [-] years old, and you still don't pay attention to keeping warm! What if you don't? Be careful where you get frostbite, I see you..."

Halfway through the speech, Xie Yinlan suddenly approached her with a cold breath, and Yao Xing immediately stopped talking.

Xie Yinlan said in a serious tone, "The old man who is running fast?"

He raised her chin and emphasized the pronunciation of the word: "I'm only five years older than you, shake my head."

Yaoxing couldn't bear the pressure he felt. She grasped the edge of the sink tightly with both hands and tried to change her words: "I mean, 27 men are the most crazy and fascinating prime time. Don't rely on it." I was young and vigorous, so I squandered it. You should take good care of your body..."

"But my body loves you even more." Xie Yinlan came over unscrupulously, wrapping his arms around Yaoxing's small waist: "No, no, if you don't squander."

As he spoke, he grabbed one of Yaoxing's hands and placed it on his waist.

Yaoxing's fingers accidentally touched the bath towel around his waist, and her heart suddenly felt hot.

Xie Yinlan seemed to sense that her heartbeat was accelerating. He gently squeezed her soft fingers and asked her: "Do you want it?"

Shaking Xing secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her eyelashes trembling slightly: "No...don't. You said that you will sleep separately tonight. Besides, you must be very tired after doing farm work all day today. Go to bed early."

"No matter how tired you are, you can still do this." Xie Yinlan had already changed his mind. As he spoke, before Yaoxing could react, he raised his hand to turn off the light in the toilet, "I don't want to sleep separately now."

The lights dimmed, darkness came, and everything was pitch black.

Shaking Xing's heart trembled violently, she felt something fall to her feet, and then her hand was held by Xie Yinlan again.

...

After a long, long time, Xie Yinlan wiped her fingers clean, and then hugged her tightly back to the room with pain to her bones.

As soon as Yao Xing touched the bed, he immediately got into the bed, wrapped himself up tightly, and refused to come out no matter how coaxed Xie Yinlan was.

Xie Yinlan had no idea what to do with her, so she picked up the phone on the pillow and looked at the time. It was already 12:30 midnight.

——March 3th, Awakening of Insects.

His and her wedding anniversary.

Xie Yinlan curled her lips and patiently coaxed her: "Ah Xing, dear, it's my fault tonight. Tomorrow, I will take you to the mountains to see the peach blossoms. Okay?"

(End of this chapter)