"Eating more big bones can strengthen the legs, so eating more wild geese can help them fly, right?" Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, gently pinching Ah Chou's face. The little girl's face was rounder than before, with some flesh and rosy. Zhong Mingwei liked to pinch it whenever he had time.
"Hehe, it's true." Ah Chou was startled. Then he laughed, and dimples appeared on his cheeks, just like a doll in a New Year picture. At this time, the doll tilted its head and smiled at Zhong Mingwei, "That being said, there is no bone marrow in the bones of wild geese. What's the point of eating it?"
"Want to eat bone marrow?" Zhong Mingwei followed her smile. He leaned over and kissed the New Year picture doll on the forehead, saying, "Then let's stew the big bones later?"
"Hehe. After I break the cabbage, I'll go get some big bones." Ah Chou smiled and nodded. At the same time, she said to the man in a sticky and coquettish way, "You have to break a lot of bones for me when the time comes. You can't stop until I'm full."
"Okay," Zhong Mingwei agreed. As he spoke, he held Ah Chou's face and looked at him from head to toe. "You're still too thin. You need to gain some weight."
"I'm not losing weight, I've gained a lot of weight," Ah Chou yelled, while raising his chin and saying to Zhong Mingwei, "Look, look, I've gained a lot of weight in the past six months. I even have a double chin."
Zhong Mingwei actually lifted up Achou's chin and looked at it carefully. Bai Jinjin's neck outlined a graceful arc, which was really beautiful. If there was not a dark red scar on it, it would have looked even better, right?
"You, you, don't look at it..." Ah Chou felt awkward. He raised his chin towards others without thinking much just now. He was so complacent that he forgot that there was such a big scar on his neck. Now that he and Zhong Mingwei were in love, Ah Chou became more and more sensitive about this scar. He was afraid that Zhong Mingwei would see it. But Zhong Mingwei just stared at him so eagerly, and Ah Chou was worried.
Zhong Mingwei didn't say anything. He pinched Achou's round chin and lowered his head. Achou thought Zhong Mingwei was going to kiss him. He was a little nervous and expectant. He subconsciously pursed his dry lips, but Zhong Mingwei's lips rubbed Achou's face all the way down and finally stopped at the dark red scar.
"Zhong Mingwei!" Ah Chou was out of breath immediately. She couldn't see Zhong Mingwei's face, but could only feel the warmth on her neck. Her heart suddenly jumped into her throat. She couldn't say anything except calling the man's name, "Zhong Mingwei! Zhong Mingwei!"
Zhong Mingwei kissed the scar. He felt the girl's nervousness and the trembling coming from her throat. Every call from there made Zhong Mingwei's blood boil. His big hand slid down from Achou's face and landed on the pipa button on Achou's collar. The clothes had been worn for a long time, so the buttons inevitably became loose. He exerted a little force with his hands and the button was unfastened.
"Zhong Mingwei!" Ah Chou's voice was filled with tears. She was afraid and nervous. In the blink of an eye, all three buttons on her collar were unbuttoned by Zhong Mingwei. However, the man never raised his head and just moved back and forth on her shoulders.
Achou was shaking all over. She felt that she should push the man away, but she could not do anything. Her mind was blank. She just thought with regret that the new bellyband was only half embroidered and she had not put it on yet.
But Zhong Mingwei did not unbutton his lapel, and he did not make any other movements except hugging Achou tightly.
The man was very strong and Achou even felt the pain, but she loved this kind of pain. She hugged Zhong Mingwei tightly, with her hands tightly wrapped around the man's strong waist. She sniffed the faint smell of tobacco on Zhong Mingwei's body and felt so satisfied that she wanted to cry.
After holding Achou for an unknown amount of time, Zhong Mingwei finally let go of him. He stood up and tried to button Achou's shirt. For some reason, he had been able to unbutton his shirt easily just now, but now it was so difficult to button it again. Zhong Mingwei was so anxious that he was sweating all over. It took him a long time to finally button one button with his clumsy hands.
Zhong Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and then glanced over to see Ah Chou's pair of dark eyes staring at him without blinking. Those eyes seemed to be able to speak, which made Zhong Mingwei feel a little guilty: "Girl, stop staring at me."
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