Little Bronze, don't be shy

Chapter 1272
Lin Zhao raised his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "How special is the special service?"

She smiled without fear of death, "It's very special, very special, the kind you can't imagine."

Lin Zhao followed her words and continued, "Then can I experience it tonight?"

Who knew that Shi Mu readily agreed, "Yes."

Lin Zhao raised his eyes, a little surprised.

Shi Mu patted him on the shoulder boldly, "When I sleep at night, I have everything in my dreams."

The aunts dancing the square dance in the park have not left yet. The huge square is divided into two halves. On one side is the square dance of the aunts, and on the other side is the ballroom dance with the partners of the aunts and uncles. The mixed music is inexplicably lively. There are also many couples.

Lin Zhao held her hand even tighter. For some reason, being able to hold hands with Shi Mu for a walk in the park in front of his house made him feel very proud.

"Wait a minute, I'll take a short video for my mother, otherwise she will be worried if I haven't heard from me for so long."

Shi Mu struggled lightly, withdrew his hand from his palm, recorded a short video with his mobile phone, and sent it to Professor Ye on WeChat.

The recording is of the aunts dancing in the square, and by the way, I added: Mom, I seem to see your entertainment after retirement in the future.

Professor Ye, who was in a team battle at the moment, had a WeChat message pop up on the top of her phone, she crossed it out without even reading it, and shouted, "It's over! Who sent me the WeChat message?! I just Take a look, how did you go astray?!"

Crack, Shi Mu slapped his face.

Who said that her mother would be worried if she hadn't heard from her for so long?
Shi Mu waited for a while but didn't wait for Professor Ye's reply. He put the phone back into the small bag and took Lin Zhao's hand, "Come, let me show you around my beautiful hometown!"

10 minute later.

When Shi Mu came out of the green path, she scratched her arms for a while, and squatted down to scratch her legs for a while. She had a bitter face, "I was wrong. Although my beautiful hometown has a good night view, the mosquitoes are also good."

She pointed to the bag on her arm, "This is my trophy."

Lin Zhao looked down at his whole body.

His arms were also exposed, but there was no sign of being harassed at all.

Shi Mu Yile, "Look, your skin is so thick that mosquitoes' needles can't get in."

"..."

"I heard that saliva can relieve the itch of mosquito bites."

Shi Mu's jaw dropped in shock, "You want me to smear the mosquito bag with saliva?!"

Lin Zhao pondered for a moment, "If you want to use mine, I don't mind."

"..."

Shi Mu felt that she was no longer itchy, it was true that she was a little tired.

"Go back, the night view here is almost complete at a glance, there is no need to feed mosquitoes here, I will take you back."

Shi Mu lowered his head and grabbed his arms a few more times, his eyes were wet, his eyelashes were unrealistically long under the dim and unknown light, "I see you are a stranger in a foreign land alone, I'm afraid you miss your relatives during the festive season."

Lin Zhao's heart skipped a beat.

"If I remember correctly, this poem is about the Double Ninth Festival?"

Shi Mu waved his hand indifferently, "Almost, it's all festivals. You are indeed out of town, and tomorrow is indeed a festival. Don't be so rigid."

She lowered her head and scratched the mosquito bag again, and pinched the word "ten" on the swollen mosquito bag as if to vent her anger.

"Do you have any anti-itch ointment at home?"

"There are six gods."

"Ok?"

Shi Mu raised his head in his busy schedule and blinked, "Liushen, the fighter in the dew water lasts for a long time, and a bottle will last forever."

(End of this chapter)