Standing in the yard, looking at the warm candlelight shining through the bedroom window, Yan Mingli felt a burning warmth in his heart.
The little girl was waiting for him to come home, and the feeling he had at that moment was so tender that no other creature in the world could compare to it.
At this moment, a weak bud grew in his heart, and it told him shakily: There is a lamp in the world, and no matter how time changes, it will only be on for him.
Mo Yutong heard the sound of the bedroom door but saw no one coming in, so she couldn't help but open the bedroom door.
"Why are you standing there like an idiot? Why don't you come in!" The dim candlelight illuminated half of the little girl's gentle and beautiful face, while the other half was also outlined in a beautiful outline in the darkness.
"Aren't you afraid that it's a bad guy? You dare to open the door and come out!" Yan Mingli took a few quick steps forward until he stopped in front of the little girl.
Her long eyelashes seemed dyed with a layer of light pink gold, and her smooth neck was graceful and soft, like a white and delicate jade, indescribably elegant and beautiful.
"I'm not afraid, knowing it's you." Mo Yutong smiled and looked at him intently, with ripples in her eyes.
"Silly girl!" The boy's heart softened in an instant, and he looked at her with gentle eyes without blinking.
This is his little girl! The little girl who likes him, trusts him, and is determined by him!
Perhaps because we were too close, there was a faint smell of tobacco in the air. It wasn't pungent, but it certainly didn't smell very pleasant.
"Are you smoking?" Mo Yutong couldn't help but curl her nose and looked at him in confusion.
Mr. Yan didn't smoke in his previous life, and he always had a dry and refreshing smell on his body, so she was not sure whether this smell was left by his smoking as a teenager.
"No, I can't." Yan Mingli quickly denied it, with a hint of relief in his eyes. He was still a clean man and was not addicted to tobacco.
"I don't blame you, it's just that smoking is bad for your lungs." Mo Yutong chuckled and didn't say whether to agree or not.
"Yeah, I know." I don't know which sentence he knew, but the boy's eyes were sincere, as if he was making a promise.
Mo Yutong lowered her brows and smiled, then turned and walked back to the bed, wanting to continue the work she had not finished.
The two children were sleeping soundly in the bedroom. At the end of the bed was a pair of blue cloth trousers with a long needle and thread hanging on the waistband.
At this moment, the little girl was holding up her pants, sitting in a chair next to the small table, sewing the waistband of her pants with a sewing needle.
"You can sew clothes?" Yan Mingli looked at her in surprise. Even without looking closely, he could see that the little girl was very good at sewing.
"Yes." Actually, the spoiled seventeen-year-old girl didn't know these things, but in her previous life, when she grew up, she knew a lot of things, but she was not proficient in many of them.
Seeing that he was still a little surprised, Mo Yutong smiled and said, "These are your pants. I'll make the waist tighter so you can wear them more comfortably."
"Is this mine?" Yan Mingli's heart softened again and again. He also wanted to ask himself like Zhao Feng: How long can he hold on?
Then he thought again, the little girl tightened the waist of her pants, which means she knew her own size.
How did she know that? Was it just the brief moment she touched it before leaving?
His chaotic thoughts led him straight to the little girl's soft hands. Her sensitive waist and abdomen suddenly felt very hot. He couldn't help but straighten his back, his eyes flashing with heat.
"We've only prepared two sets of summer clothes. Let's go to the county town together and buy a few more sets later." Mo Yutong glanced at him, then lowered her head to finish sewing the last few stitches.
The look from the little girl was so gentle that Yan Mingli's heart seemed to fall into an enamel jar, soaked in the warm malted milk and made sweet.
How could there be such a silly girl in the world who would choose to date so many good men and choose to fall in love with herself?
"I have enough clothes to wear, I don't need to buy any more." I used to have to alternate between two worn-out sets of clothes, but now it's a great blessing!
"I'm pursuing you now! This is only the first day!" Mo Yutong tied the knot, lowered her eyes and smiled faintly.
"I..." I shouldn't have said seven days. Yan Mingli couldn't imagine what else the little girl would prepare to pursue him in the next six days.
But then he thought, fortunately the girl did not agree to a month, otherwise he would have no choice but to surrender and let her do whatever she wanted.
Do whatever you want? Yan Mingli's ears instantly turned red. He thought of the candy fed into his mouth, the softness of holding his hands, the lips kissing his chin, and the hands caressing his waist.
There was also the little girl's fiery and fearless gaze on him, and her scorching eyes that were ready to pounce on him at any time, and her cheeks turned red in an instant.
"Don't be afraid, Brother Li. I don't eat people." Seeing the young man's helpless look, Mo Yutong cut the thread with a pair of small scissors, picked up the pants, walked in front of him, and chuckled.
"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Mingli blushed and looked at her charming smiling face helplessly, and finally looked away in defeat.
"Hehehe..." The little girl laughed happily, standing on tiptoe and looking straight into his eyes, "Brother Li, you are so cute!"
"I'm nineteen years old." I'm not a six-year-old child, so there's no need to praise me like that! Yan Mingli's face flushed again and again.
"I know, Brother Li is an adult, he can..." Mo Yutong hesitated to speak, and Yan Mingli's handsome face flushed.
The flickering candlelight swayed his burning heart. The boy clenched his hands and said in a restrained tone, "Don't make a fuss."
"Stop making trouble!" Mo Yutong handed him the pants in her hand and smiled softly, "Tomorrow is the second day, Brother Mingli!"
"Mo Zhiqing..." Facing the little girl's feigned anger, Yan Mingli blushed and quickly changed his words, "Sister Yutong."
"Brush your teeth, wash your face, and then... go to bed." Mo Yutong gently rolled the word "sleep" on the tip of her tongue, and Yan Mingli's heart trembled violently when he heard it.
"I'm going to brush my teeth and wash my face." Yan Mingli didn't dare to mention sleeping, and turned around and fled out the door.
There were just too many ambiguous images flashing randomly in my mind, all of them were of delicate little girls.
Yan Mingli quickly squatted down beside the gutter and started brushing his teeth, while Mo Yutong sat beside him with a low square stool, staring at him with bright eyes without blinking.
"There are the most mosquitoes near the gutter. Go back to your room and wait for me. I'll be in soon." The delicate little girl sat here. Wasn't she helping him attract mosquitoes?
"I want to look at you." Mo Yutong wrapped her legs with her skirt and looked at him with a smile.
"I'll let you see enough when we get back to the room." As soon as the words fell, Yan Mingli wished he could bite off his tongue.
He quickly washed a towel and covered his face with it to block the little girl's teasing look.
"Brother Li, I'll take a closer look." The little girl's laughter reached his ears, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to drop the towel and run away.
But the young man's unwillingness to admit defeat forced him to bite the bullet and withstand the girl's gaze.
"Go back to the room!" Yan Mingli twisted the towel and strode forward with a stiff back. The little girl followed him, scratching her ears and cheeks.
It seemed that she had underestimated the tenacious fighting spirit of the mountain mosquitoes, and her arms, calves and neck were all itchy.
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