"Auntie, can I give you a big hug? You make me feel so warm."
Song Li looked at her cutely holding her arm and acting coquettishly, smiling warmly.
"certainly."
Liu Zhiyuan opened her arms and gave her aunt a big hug. She said emotionally, "Aunt, your arms are so warm.
I want to sleep with you tonight, is that okay?"
Song Li was stunned and immediately confessed: "If Xiao Ling agrees, I have no objection."
Liu Zhiyuan happily ran to tell Song Ling about this, but received a roll of the eyes and two words from Song Ling.
"nonsense!"
She could only sleep with him.
However, after knowing that he did not have a mistress, she felt even happier.
The bruises on my arms no longer hurt. I was tortured by him for a long time at night and only fell asleep sweetly when I was tired.
The next day was Sunday.
Liu Zhiyuan and Song Ling decided to return to Sucheng in the afternoon and go to work on Monday.
When she got up early in the morning, she was intoxicated by the scenery behind the villa.
Song Li got up early and chanted scriptures in a small Buddhist temple that she had specially prepared for herself.
Liu Zhiyuan loved to make noise. After asking the maid for her location, she went to the Small Buddhist Temple.
Seeing her aunt reciting scriptures devoutly, she knelt on the mat and prayed devoutly like her aunt.
When Song Li saw her, a complex sadness spread in her eyes.
After breakfast, Liu Zhiyuan and Song Li chatted.
She complimented her aunt on her good skin.
"Auntie, your skin is so fair and without any impurities, and there are no wrinkles on your face. How do you maintain it? Do you use facial cleanser?"
Song Li giggled, her smile as bright as the morning sun, and pointed to the stream flowing not far away and said with a smile: "I don't need facial cleanser. I wash my face with this stream in the back mountain every day."
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't sit still when she heard that. "Really? I'll wash my face in the stream right away. I really hope to be as beautiful and charming as you."
She actually went to the back mountain with a towel.
Song Li looked at her back and warned, "Be careful."
Liu Zhiyuan was very excited, "It's nothing, don't worry."
In the study upstairs.
Song Li stood next to Song Ling, their eyes focused on the beautiful figure in the mountains behind the window.
After a long while, Song Li whispered, "She is really lively and cute."
Song Ling was silent.
Song Li sighed silently and whispered, "Xiao Ling, this is good. Auntie is happy for you..."
Song Ling remained silent.
"Forget the past and cherish Xiaoyuan." Song Li said meaningfully.
Song Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, covering a small hole at the bottom of his eyes.
After washing her face by the stream, Liu Zhiyuan suddenly saw a dragonfly resting on the grass not far away. She ran over and waved excitedly towards the second floor.
"Honey, bring me my phone. I found a dragonfly. I want to take a close-up photo. Hurry!"
Seeing her waving her little hands below, Song Ling turned and went downstairs.
After Liu Zhiyuan got the phone, she quietly took pictures of the dragonfly from all angles.
The dragonfly may have discovered that she was taking pictures secretly, so it flapped its wings and flew away.
Liu Zhiyuan was still thinking about making a short video with it and sending it to her friends.
Soon, the dragonfly disappeared.
She is very anxious.
"Where?"
Song Ling was always behind her, pointing at the flowers in the distance, "There."
Liu Zhiyuan looked back at him and smiled brightly.
"Hubby, you're so nice!"
Song Ling looked at her mischievous back, the corners of his lips slightly raised...
After that she stopped taking pictures of dragonflies because she saw a colorful butterfly.
She started chasing butterflies and taking pictures again. After taking pictures of the butterflies, she started taking pictures of the beautiful mountains.
All in all, she had a great time.
Song Ling just followed her silently.
He helped her get the towel, his deep eyes following her light little figure.
On the second floor, Song Li kept watching the young couple silently.
After a long while, she silently chanted, "Amitabha, if there is retribution, let everything return to me. Let them be happy..."
In the afternoon, Liu Zhiyuan and Song Ling will return to Sucheng.
When she left, she pulled her aunt aside and asked, "Aunt, can I come to your place to wash my face on the weekend? Would you find it annoying?"
Song Li shook her head.
"No, Auntie, you're always welcome."
Liu Zhiyuan gave her aunt a big hug and waved goodbye.
On the way back, Liu Zhiyuan kept looking at Song Ling with a silly smile.
Song Ling looked at her and smiled foolishly, and suddenly couldn't help but said: "Are you stupid?"
After saying that, he realized something was wrong.
Why is this tone so similar to hers?
Liu Zhiyuan leaned on the man, holding his arm with one hand.
Said: "I'm not stupid. I just glanced at you and thought you realized it yourself. Forget it, since you can't realize it, I will explain it to you. My eyes just praised you, I give you 100 points."
Song Ling drove steadily, and there was a hint of warmth in his eyes when he saw her delicate little appearance.
Liu Zhiyuan looked at the scenery on both sides of the Huanshan Road and suddenly asked on a whim, "Has Auntie lived alone these past few years?"
Song Ling nodded, "Yeah."
"She's not married yet?"
"No."
"When did she move here?"
"A long time ago."
"Does she enjoy life alone?"
"Maybe."
"Auntie loves you very much, right?"
"Yes."
"Auntie said I was cute?"
"Um."
In this way, the two began a wonderful chat mode.
She fell asleep in the car and had a very sweet and beautiful dream...
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