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With a slight movement of his mind, the ten-year-old green wood shoot appeared in his hand. The green wood shoot was about two feet long and the whole body was green. It was very pleasing to look at.

Ready to make these bamboo shoots into spicy oil small dried bamboo shoots, Duan Huaijin got up and put the green wood bamboo shoots on the table, turned around and walked a few steps, after thinking about it, went back to pick it up, and put it in the storage compartment.

He should take it out while cooking, and if Tzuyu finds out then he dug it up on the mountain......

Duan Huaijin walked back to the bed and saw that Qiao Ziyu was still sleeping peacefully, so she went out of the house to put away Ziyu's clothes hanging in the yard. The weather seemed to be raining.

After putting the clothes in the basin, Duan Huaijin walked back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the room, he saw Qiao Ziyu sitting on the bed and smiling at him. Joyful: "Ziyu, you finally woke up! How are you...how are you feeling now?"

Qiao Ziyu tidied up the hair on her shoulders, and smiled warmly: "Very good..."

"It's fine." Duan Huaijin went to the bed and sat down, stretched his arms skillfully behind Qiao Ziyu's waist, pulled him into his arms, and said with a soft sigh: "I haven't slept for days because of worry, Ziyu You're getting better."

Stunned by this man's skillful movements, she couldn't help wondering if she had been held in this man's arms for the past few days. Qiao Ziyu's ears turned red, and her heart beat a little faster...

Seeing that Qiao Ziyu didn't answer, Duan Huaijin laughed softly and said, "Ziyu is still shy, do you still remember what you said before?"

What did I say to Duan Huaijin a few days ago?

Qiao Ziyu's face turned red like a tomato.

The little husband looked so shy, Duan Huaijin felt as if he had been planted in cotton, and itched: "Would you like Ziyu to change her name in the future?"

"Chang... what?" Qiao Ziyu's face was so hot that he felt that even the breath he exhaled was scalding.

"What's your name for me?" Duan Huaijin tightened her arms, and smiled behind Qiao Ziyu's ear: "Ziyu... okay?"

There was an instant numbness behind the ears, and it rushed to the back in the blink of an eye. Qiao Ziyu felt that his whole body was about to go limp, so he stretched out his hands to lift the quilt on his legs and prepared to get out of bed.

Seeing the little husband's intention to escape, Duan Huaijin reached out and grabbed a sleeve: "Ziyu...where are you going?"

"Go...to find something in my room." Qiao Ziyu finally moved to the bed with her heart pounding, bent down and began to put on her shoes.

This time, Duan Huaijin didn't continue to pull people, but immediately changed his voice: "Ziyu... Actually, you still don't like me, do you?"

The voice of the person behind him suddenly became aggrieved, and Qiao Ziyu couldn't help but pause when he put on his shoes.

"Ziyu..." Duan Huaijin's tone was low and sad, "You...did you lie to me that day?"

Feeling guilty because of this man's sudden change of mood, Qiao Ziyu silently rubbed off a shoe she was wearing, then retorted softly, "No...I didn't lie to you .”

"Then why don't you even want to call me intimate?"

"You..." Qiao Ziyu quietly moved herself back to the bed, turned around to face Duan Huaijin but lowered her gaze and did not look at him: "What do you want me to call you?"

"...What's the point of me saying that." Seeing that Ziyu was really hooked, Duan Huaijin turned her face away and continued to act aggrieved, "Call Ziyu whatever you want."

At this time, I already guessed that this person was pretending a bit, but in the end he still felt a little wronged, Qiao Ziyu sighed inwardly, mustered up the courage to put his hand on Duan Huaijin's arm, and said with a blushing face: "Then... ...Then may I call you Huai Jin?"

Hearing this, Duan Huaijin immediately stretched out his arms and hugged him into his arms, holding him in a daze, with a triumphant smile in his voice: "Although I want Ziyu to call me husband, but my name is Huaijin. ... that's fine too."

Hearing the word husband, Qiao Ziyu blushed even more, but in the end he just blinked and didn't speak.

Seeing that the man was docile and well-behaved in his arms, Duan Huaijin gently stroked Qiao Ziyu's hair that was spread down to his waist, and then pressed him even harder into his arms, "Ziyu...promise me one thing. "

"En." Qiao Ziyu tilted her head on Duan Huaijin's shoulder, her voice soft.

Duan Huaijin gently let go of her, and stroked Qiao Ziyu's cheek with her right hand, "Don't move..."

"...Hmm..." Qiao Ziyu opened his eyes wide, and Duan Huaijin's warm lips suddenly kissed his own. He danced violently in a controlled manner, and he was so ashamed that he immediately wanted to push the person away and run out, but when he put his hand on Duan Huaijin's chest, the low and aggrieved look of this person just now appeared in his mind...

Qiao Ziyu closed her eyes and put down her raised hand.

Seeing that the person was obediently not resisting, Duan Huaijin's heart became even hotter. Enduring the throbbing that was about to jump out of his chest, he gently stroked Qiao Ziyu's lips with [-]% tenderness, and gently covered his head with his right hand, holding him tightly. Pressing against himself, the tongue gently traced every part of the sweet and soft lips, sucking carefully, lingering...

The ambiguous sound of water became clearer in the quiet hut, making people's ears red.

Duan Huaijin let go of Qiao Ziyu until Qiao Ziyu was almost out of breath from being kissed, his dark eyes swept over the red lips that were sucked, and stayed on Qiao Ziyu's foggy eyes, his voice hoarse, "I like Ziyu more What should I do, I really want to get married tomorrow..."

Qiao Ziyu blushed and turned her head to the side without answering, Duan Huaijin smiled lowly, and pressed her into her arms again, "It's a pity... I won't be an adult for half a year..."

After holding him in his arms for a while, Duan Huaijin reluctantly let him go. The meek and well-behaved Ziyu made his heart soften.

The wonderful taste just now made him a little addicted, and he didn't want to let him go away, so Duan Huaijin wrapped the little husband's hand into his own, rubbed it lightly twice, and couldn't help but want to kiss it again...

"Brother Duan! Is Brother Duan at home! Brother Duan..." Shi Di's loud voice suddenly sounded, accompanied by the knock on the door, interrupting Duan Huaijin's movements...

Qiao Ziyu gently pushed Duan Huaijin, "Shi Di is here, I'll open the door."

Suppressing his anger, Duan Huaijin rubbed his knuckles, "Why are you here at this time!"

Looking at Qiao Ziyu's red lips, she hurriedly pulled the person who was about to stand up and tie her hair down, and said softly, "You sit first, I'll go."

Quickly got up and got out of bed, Duan Huaijin simply tidied up her clothes and walked out quickly.

When he opened the door and saw Shi Di with a happy face, Duan Huaijin gritted his teeth: "Brother Shi Di, are you in a hurry?!"