Killer Crossover: Little Miss Waste

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There is no title, it seems that remembering that she has never called him anything, she just speaks directly, and occasionally calls him by his full name, and it always feels a bit awkward to ask her to call him Han or Ming.

Just as Shangguanzhen was thinking, the door opened with a "squeak". The two of them walked slowly without speaking. However, Shangguanzhen was a little obsessed with the question just now. What should I call it?It seems that it should be called Han or Ming to make it appear friendly.

"Ha, han..." Shangguan Zhen called softly, his voice was low, but Han Ming still heard him, "What did you say?" He stopped in his tracks.

"It's nothing! Let's go!" Shangguan Zhen didn't say anything, and he stopped thinking wildly, and left in a hurry.Han Ming shook his head helplessly, his eyes full of pampering. [

On this day, Han Ming talked with Shangguan Ruimi for a long time, and Shangguan Zhen waited for a long time. Although he didn't deliberately, he knew that he had been in for a long time.

Shangguan Zhen wandered around the island randomly, and occasionally met people on the island, who were very hospitable, and called her loudly after a long distance. The people here are self-sufficient, although they are not rich, they can get by. The most important thing is The most important thing is peace, here, there is no picking up lost things on the road, there is no such thing as stealing, and people are very simple and help each other.

The scenery here is very beautiful, there are large tracts of cauliflower fields, and wild flowers all over the mountains. People are working hard, hoes are up and down, busy in the sunshine, but it is very comfortable.

Mother wakes up, I'm afraid she will like this place!Breathing fresh air, straight into the lungs, I feel clear and no longer turbid.

She lay quietly on a tree, the thick leaves covered her body, it was very shady and very quiet, listening to the screams of birds in her ears, and occasionally some butterflies fluttering.

"Zhen'er!" Han Ming's arrival broke the calm, he smiled openly, burning her eyes, and then stared at him motionless.

"How is it? Your husband is handsome!" Han Ming hugged Shangguan Zhen's body, lay on the branch of the tree, and played with the leaves with one hand.

"Don't be stinky!" Shangguan Zhen rolled his eyes, rested his head on his thigh, and then lay down, squinting his eyes slightly, very soft and comfortable.

They talked all afternoon, and now, the setting sun is about to set, and here, the figure of the setting sun can still be seen very clearly, and I don't know what they talked about, but, he didn't say anything, and she didn't ask.

Han Ming wanted to leave Shangguan Zhen alone, she didn't speak, and he didn't speak, but Shangguan Zhen lay comfortably, ignoring her at all, and looked at her speechlessly: "Zhen'er, don't you wonder what we are doing?" What did you say?"

"Not curious!" Shangguan Zhen said lightly, still squinting his eyes half-closed, with a flash of narrowness.

"Then I want to tell you, let's do it!" With such a wife on the table, he would admit it.

Shangguan Zhen turned around and squinted at Han Ming: "I don't want to hear it!" After the voice fell, his eyes were completely closed, with a look of keeping strangers away.

Han Ming's face cramped, it's really embarrassing for you, then you don't want it anymore, he wanted to cry, "Forget it, please, Zhen'er!"

He was half-coaxing, and Shangguan Zhen slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of pride, but he didn't need to think about it, it must be a good thing, otherwise why would he keep smiling.

"Let's talk!" Shangguan Zhen urged, not knowing what a good thing it was.