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"The eighth year."

Mu Yu repeated.

Behind the man's lips high hook up, bow in her ear, whispered, "time flies."

Mu Yu nodded and raised her lips. "It's really fast. Sometimes I think, I may still be 19 years old, maybe I just met you soon."

"It wasn't long ago. We have the rest of our lives, decades to go."

Mu Yu picked her eyebrows and said, "Lu is eight years older than me."

Smell speech, the man originally also wants to say a few words with her originally, immediately by her this sentence whole have no mood.

He bit his teeth and pinched her waist.

Mu Yu was itching and ducked with a smile.

The crescent moon in her arms thought that her parents were playing games, and her eyebrows and eyes were bent, and her tender little milk voice became popular.

"I'm kidding."

Mu Yu walked over and you pinched his hand.

This man still cares about his age.

It's hard for two children to play snowball in the courtyard.

"Let's go out and play, too?"

The man nodded, took the crescent from her arms, went to the living room and handed it to Aunt Zhou.

The crescent moon saw that her father and mother were going to leave, so she would cry when her mouth was shriveled.

However, aunt Zhou had a way. She took a orange to her mouth and let her suck juice.

Crescent moon is a kind of food, and attention soon shifts to eating.

In the snow.

Mu Yu soon joined the snowball battle camp, fighting with Nanbao and zizhuan alone.

Lu Shimo stood by to help her with the snowball.

Looking at his little wife running in the snow in a white down jacket, Lu Shimo can't help worrying about his age.

He is eight years older than Mu Yu.

Mu Yu is 27 years old, and he is 35 years old.

But mu Yu is a woman of natural beauty. Her small face is very young. She looks like she is in her early twenties.

even more, the little woman knows how to maintain herself. Every night, bottles and cans can be painted and painted, and her face is tender enough to pinch the water.

Last time, they took Nanbao and zizhuan to Huacheng for skiing.

Many people in Huacheng didn't know Lu Shimo, and because Muyu was well equipped, no one recognized her for a while.

Someone came up to say hello and asked him if he was Mu Yu's uncle.

Uncle?

Lu Shimo blackened on the spot.

He thought that he really should be maintained.

In another five years, he will be forty years old, and Mu Yu will be thirty-two.

Mu Yu, a mature woman in her early 30s, knows how charming she is.

I was distracted by a snowball.

Lu Shimo wiped the snow on his face and looked up.

The three of them stood there and looked at him.

The man's voice was low, and he rolled a snowball from the ground, "who threw it?"

Smell speech, mother and son three look at each other, the first reaction is to run.

Nanbao and zizhuan people are still young, but they can't run away from their father's land.

"Oh, Daddy!"

"Daddy, spare your life."

Lu Shimo was rude to both of his sons. One snowball smashed Nanbao in the snow, and the other smashed zizhuan in the snow. Only then did Lu Shimo happily gather up the snowball and chase after Muyu, who had already run dozens of meters away.

As she landed, Mo was getting closer to her.

Witnessing how the man did not soften his two sons in the snow, Muyu was more hairy on the back and ran to the backyard.

Because she threw the snowball!

The snow in the backyard has not been cleaned, and Muyu is tired after running for a short distance.

Originally stopped to see where Lu Shimo was, but as soon as he turned back, he saw the man rushing towards her.

A scream came to a halt.

Mu Yu is thrown down in the snow by Lu Shimo.

The two men rolled, and soon became the position of Muyu on the top and Lu Shimo at the bottom.

The backyard is quiet.

Both of them could hear each other's breathing clearly.

"Grow up?"

The man's eyebrows are low, and he pinches her waist to prevent her from getting up.

Mu Yu put one hand on his shoulder, and the other touched his nose. He laughed twice, "I didn't find you in a daze. I want you to come back. I didn't control the direction and hit you in the face."

"And then that?"

Mu Yu a Leng, "what then?"

"How can I be compensated?"

Mu Yu said:

At the sight of Lu Shimo's meaningful sight, Mu Yu knew that what he was thinking was not a good thing.

She leaned down, nose against his nose, and poked his head under her index finger."Now, all your rubbish, please

The man has no expression, but the smile behind his eyes betrays his happy mood now.

"I think it is necessary to send the three children to the old house for a few days."

"Yes?"

"It's been a long time." Lu Shimo buttoned her waist and pressed her down.

If Rao was wearing thick clothes, Mu Yu still felt his reaction.

Her cheeks were reddish, and she looked very beautiful against the snow.

"No matter where the scene is, it will clear up."

Mu Yu quickly moved to the top of his abdomen to avoid his dangerous place.

However, Lu Shimo's smile deepened.

In the past, Mu Yu, with no shame and courage, would dare to fill him with medicine and drag him into his room for a night's sleep. At that time, he could hardly blink his eyes when talking about dirty words.

Now.

There are three children, and a few words of teasing make her blush.

After half a sound, Mu Yu got down from him and reached for him.

"Get up and go back to the house. It's too cold."

They rolled around in the snow, covered with snow.

Mu Yu was too lazy to deal with it and took Lu Shimo's hand and walked into the villa.

Just out of two steps, she turned her head with a bad smile, "Lu Shimo, I want you to carry me."

Men's lips slightly hook, squat down, "come up."

At the same time, the second floor of the villa.

Nanbao and zizhuan lie panting in front of the French window, watching daddy walk slowly in the backyard with his mother on his back.

"It's time for daddy and mummy to show their love once a year."

Nanbao, with a smile in his cold face, brushes his microblog.

Because of a long lost snow in Jincheng, microblog has exploded.

"It snows in Jincheng this year. Ah, Nanshu must show her love again!"

"Wait

"I see love in them! Mr. Lu is really moving. He has made a snowman for Nanshu for eight years. "

"Wait for my goddess to send a picture!"

Nanbao looked for an angle and approached the outside. His father and mother took a picture.

Then he skillfully picked out the picture of the snowman in the yard from his mother's mobile phone and put it on it, and then put the photo just taken on it.

"In the spring of the eighth year, Mr. Lu, who loves you and me [compares heart]"

zizhuan looks at him and gives him a thumbs up, "brother, you are so good that he even imitates his words like mommy."

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