Song Jinxiu covered her mouth and said, "How do you know? I dreamed that I was having a snack party yesterday.

There were so many jellies, I ate one in one bite, they were sweet and soft, and so delicious.

And that one, it was super big, it took me a long time to lick it all, and I took several bites at the end, otherwise I don’t know how long I would have finished eating it. ”

Liu Ankang touched his lips guiltily and felt a little stinging.

"Why is your face so red? Are you sick?" Song Jinxiu looked at Liu Ankang and saw that his face was flushed.

She reached out and touched his forehead: "It's quite hot. You have a fever. Why are you blowing the wind here instead of taking a rest? Come into the house."

"Cough cough." Liu Ankang coughed twice guiltily. Just as he was about to say that he was not sick, Song Jinxiu pushed him into the room.

"Go take a nap, I'll cook lunch." Song Jinxiu said.

"No need, just sleep on it tonight. The water is very cold, don't touch it." Although he enjoyed the feeling of being taken care of, he still couldn't bear to let her suffer the cold.

"Silly, I can use hot water. Let's just have some noodles today. It's simple, convenient and fast." Song Jinxiu praised herself for her cleverness.

"There's porridge in the pot. Why don't you have a bowl to fill your stomach first?" Liu Ankang said.

"There is porridge. Let's have porridge at noon. I'll also fry a plate of eggs and have noodles in the evening." Song Jinxiu said.

Anyway, it’s winter and I don’t exercise, so I’m not hungry.

"Oh, I forgot I haven't washed up yet." Just as she was about to go into the kitchen, Song Jinxiu turned around and walked out again.

"The hot water is ready for you. It's on the shelf," said Liu Ankang.

"Okay, come in quickly, I'll bring the porridge to your room later." Song Jinxiu gave instructions and ran to wash her face.

After a while, Song Jinxiu fried some pickled vegetable and egg pancakes. She had no appetite after just waking up, so this was a good way to whet her appetite.

Liu Ankang didn't let her bring the food into the room, and the two of them stayed in the kitchen to eat.

Song Jinxiu touched his forehead and said, "It doesn't seem so hot anymore. Go to sleep after eating. You should feel better when you wake up."

"Okay." Liu Ankang answered obediently.

After dinner, Song Jinxiu was about to wash the dishes, but Liu Ankang stopped her and said, "Leave the dishes there. I'll wash them together later."

"Okay, okay. We still have a lot of dishes at home. You can wash them tomorrow." The two went back to their rooms.

Liu Ankang was reading a book in the room, and Song Jinxiu was reading a picture book in the room.

Many new picture books have been published in recent years, and Song Jinxiu bought almost all of them.

There are "The Old Korean Lady's Bag of Fortune", "Leaving Home", "The Battle on the Train" and so on.

In the days before mobile phones, comic books and picture books were one of the best ways to entertain yourself.

She is not like Liu Ankang, that evil guy, who can read the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine with great interest.

Song Jinxiu closed the book and said to Liu Ankang, "If he were to sleep, he wouldn't hide in the room to read, would he?"

Song Jinxiu put down the book in her hand and tiptoed towards Liu Ankang's room.

The door was closed and there seemed to be no sound from inside.

Song Jinxiu leaned against the door, trying to listen to the sound inside.

After listening for a long time, there seemed to be no sound. It seemed that he had fallen asleep.

Just as she was about to get up and leave, the door was opened. Song Jinxiu lost her balance and fell directly on Liu Ankang.

Because she was bent over, one hand happened to be placed in some unspeakable position, and the other hand was placed on his waist.

Song Jinxiu clearly felt the subtle changes in the palm of her hand.

Song Jinxiu's face flushed red. It was not right to stand up at this time, and it was not right not to stand up either.

"Are you still reluctant to take your hand away?" Liu Ankang's hoarse voice came from above Song Jinxiu's head.

Song Jinxiu didn't say a word, turned around and ran back to her room.

[Ahhhh!!! I'm already dead. This house can no longer accommodate me.] Song Jinxiu buried her head under the pillow and screamed madly in her heart.

[How can I face people in the future?] Song Jinxiu felt that she would not be able to face Liu Ankang normally in the short term.

She patted her face with her hands. She knew without looking in the mirror that her face was definitely as red as an apple.

Then he looked stiffly at his right hand resting on his face. Just now, this hand had touched...

She rubbed her hands vigorously on her clothes, trying to erase the hot touch from her mind.

Then I unconsciously recalled the touch just now, as if, one hand...

[Ahhh… why am I thinking about this?] Song Jinxiu slammed her head, forcing herself not to think about anything.

Go to sleep quickly, and you won’t think about anything when you’re asleep.

I don’t know if it’s because she just woke up or because she’s too energetic, but Song Jinxiu couldn’t fall asleep for a long time. As she thought about it, she couldn’t help but think about that place.

She was a little frustrated and wondered, was it because she had been single for too long that she became horny? Or was it that the lustful nature that had been dormant for years suddenly erupted?

But when I look back at myself over the years, I can’t say I’m pure and ascetic, but I’m not even a pervert at all.

Song Jinxiu thought about a lot of random things before she finally fell asleep.

In her dream, she returned to An An's childhood, when they helped and supported each other.

One day, when climbing a mountain, Song Jinxiu collapsed from exhaustion. She looked at little An An and said, "If only you were grown up now, you could carry me down the mountain."

Then, An An grew up slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and suddenly became Big An An.

Da An'an said to Song Jinxiu gently, "I've grown up."

Song Jinxiu happily climbed onto Da'an's back and let him carry her home.

"An An, it's great that you've grown up." Song Jinxiu said happily.

Liu Ankang carried her back home in one breath and put her on the bed.

He said to her seriously, "Not only have I grown up, I've also learned magic. Do you want to see it?"

"What kind of magic trick do I want to see?" Song Jinxiu asked excitedly.

Liu Ankang went straight to the bed and showed her his proud mosaic. Yes, there was a mosaic in front of Song Jinxiu.

"Come, give me your hand." Liu Ankang took her hand and touched it gently.

The mosaic slowly grew larger, and when Liu Ankang took Song Jinxiu's hand away, the mosaic slowly shrank.

"Look, isn't this magic trick fun?" Liu Ankang's face was full of pride.

Song Jinxiu wanted to say what was wrong, but she couldn't remember what it was.

She could only watch Liu Ankang playing with her hands.

The heat on her palm slowly brought her thoughts back to her senses.

"No, this is not right." Song Jinxiu quickly withdrew her hand and shouted at Liu Ankang.

"What's wrong? Didn't Xiuxiu just say that she wanted me to grow up quickly?" Liu Ankang looked at Song Jinxiu with a face full of grievance.

"No, that's not what I meant." Song Jinxiu quickly explained.

"I'm grown up now." Liu Ankang said and was about to come over and grab Song Jinxiu's hand.

"No." Song Jinxiu was frightened awake.