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Huarong, who just woke up, seems to be still hovering between childhood and adulthood, and has not settled down.

The phrase "husband" is also a mixture of pure sincerity and mature charm. It has been a month since he was used to facing straightforward and shy children. Unable to hold back, he could only stand in a daze, letting his flushed face betray his heart.

what the hell……

Shi Mu covered his cheeks and relied on his cool hands to cool himself down, not wanting to admit that he was so easily seduced by Huarong and blushed.

Now both parties are adults, if one is not careful, it will be dry wood near the fire, and after that, it will be nothing more than rape.But judging from the current situation, Shi Mu can only be obediently crushed under him.

Shi Mu still thinks about standing up and taking the lead from time to time in his heart, how can he be suppressed so easily?

Unspeakable images flashed in Shi Mu's mind in a mess, and he could only stammer and be speechless.

Who just thought that the unpretentious aura of the pretty face was aggressive?

Shi Mu feels that Huarong's "aggressiveness" is definitely beyond Hua's flattery.

only……

That aggression is an all-pervasive attraction only for Twilight.

The attraction was overwhelming, and Shi Mu was completely powerless to resist.

"Ah."

Suddenly there was a chuckle in the room.

Shi Mu subconsciously followed the prestige, and found that Hua Rong was looking at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth. There was nothing hazy or clear in those eyes, but they were bottomless black, and there were wisps of laughter coming out from the depths of the eyes. meaning.

——Clearly he looked happy after teasing him!

Shi Mu reacted immediately, turned from embarrassment into anger, rushed forward and rubbed Huarong's cheek desperately, gritted his teeth and said, "You're pretending to be pretty good, little Rongrong!"

Why can't you calm down for a while?It was clearly Huarong's pretended appearance to tease him!He also deceived Shi Mu thoroughly!

Huarong held the back of Shi Mu's hand and pulled his hand off, and said with a smile: "Isn't it because my husband likes to hear me call you that, and it fulfills my husband's little wish."

It was obvious that Huarong had already digested all the memories of the past month, and that's why she was able to say such brazen words.

Shi Mu shook off his hand and said, "Can this be the same?"

The husband called by Xiaorong Tongyan and Huarong's "malicious ridicule" are absolutely completely different!

The former makes Shi Mu feel fond and proud, while the latter will only make Shi Mu think that Hua Rong has other plans!

"There are other pictures" Huarong said solemnly: "It's the same."

Even though the looks are different, the tone is different, the demeanor is different, and the meaning is different, but when you say this sentence, the emotion behind it is always the same.

No matter what the name is, whether it is "Shi Mu", "Big Brother", "Husband", or "Madam", it all proves that the person he calls is his sweetheart and also his person.

That's enough.

Shi Mu knew what he meant, but he resolutely didn't allow Hua Rong to destroy Xiao Rong's pure and lovely image in his mind, and said righteously: "I say it's different!"

Huarong pampered Shi Mu for no reason: "Okay, that's the same."

Shi Mu only felt that what Hua Rong said was the same as what he thought, but it was a little different.

Obviously this person has just turned from a child back to an adult, but he pampered him like a child immediately.

Shi Mu had nothing to do with her beauty, so she could only "hum" pretending to be calm, and ended the topic on her own initiative.

Huarong saw it as funny, and saved some face for his thin-skinned little fairy, and stopped entangled in it.

Now that she has become an adult, Huarong no longer insists on practicing martial arts every day, so she sits in the living room at the same time, picks a small snack from the plate on the table, picks it up, and hands it to Shimu's mouth.

The two of them had been together for a long time, and Shi Mu naturally followed the habits he had cultivated for a long time, and just took a bite without looking carefully at the movement of holding the snack with a beautiful face.

The red bean paste filling in the dim sum is not only soft and glutinous, but also has a unique texture that other fillings do not have.When the tip of the tongue is rolled, the sweetness of red beans spreads in the mouth, and the sweetness spreads to the heart.

This is Shi Mu's favorite taste.

Shi Mu curled his lips into a smile, and wanted to take the snack and finish it.

Raising his eyes inadvertently, Shi Mu saw Huarong's eyes were full of smiles, as if the sweetness of the red bean paste had melted into it.

Shi Mu didn't know why Huarong was so happy suddenly, but he said silently: "Mine."

What "mine"?

Huarong motioned Shi Mu to look at the dim sum he just took in his hand.

Shi Mu just took a small bite, and the red bean paste can still be seen in the arc-shaped gap on the dim sum.

The red bean paste was properly trapped in the remaining dim sum skin, without leaking out at all, trying to maintain the original shape of the dim sum.

It was only then that Shi Mu realized that the skin of the dim sum was bright red, which was very pleasing. Although Shi Mu took a bite, he could still tell that it was originally a regular, round and lovely heart shape, with even more He bit off a part of the word "Rong".

"My" what?

——It is my heart, offered with both hands.

Huarong's "teasing" is simply one trick after another, emerging one after another—first she calls "husband" sincerely, and then she presents her heart out of ingenuity.

After all, a careful heart is not as powerful as Huarong himself, Shi Mu calmly did not blush this time, but raised his eyebrows: "How do I remember...the dim sum I brought didn't have this shape?"

Hua Rong smiled and said, "Of course not, because this is mine."

It is indeed beautiful.

It was he who picked a small red flower stuffed with bean paste on the plate and turned it into a heart shape with spiritual power in his hand, and then took it for himself.

I don't know if the so-called "borrowing flowers to present Buddha" refers to the current Huarong.

"It's yours..."

Shi Mu ate the red heart stuffed with red bean paste in two bites, licked and ate the crumbs on his fingertips, squinted his eyes, and said, "Now it's mine."

Shi Mu took Huarong's heart and put it in his stomach, not showing any of it to others.

Huarong said: "Okay."

Take it, swallow it, it's yours.

Never take it back.

Huarong watched him finish his snack, and suddenly said, "Thank you, Shi Mu."

Shi Mu half-closed his eyes, savoring the taste of red hearts stuffed with bean paste, and said casually, "Thank you for what?"

Huarong shook her head: "Nothing."

Shi Mu actually knew what Hua Rong meant.

What Huarong thanked was that Shi Mu kept in mind what he said casually on Mount Huangzhi, and then used this rare opportunity to make up for the time that Huarong should have lost forever, and told him sentence by sentence that he had never touched it before. What is the world like.

But, to Shi Mu, what is this matter?

Shi Mu said, "The one with red bean paste is delicious. It's an exchange."

What Shi Mu hinted was that Huarong gave him her sincerity, and according to the principle of bartering in the city he said, Shi Mu should have done these things.

Huarong said: "Okay, there will always be in the future."

Where does sincerity disappear?

After Shi Muwan heard this, he sat for a while and then suddenly stood up, stretching a little.

He had been sitting on the chair for a long time, and his body was really stiff.

Huarong knew Shi Mu's thoughts like the palm of his hand, followed him to stand up, went out from the living room, and went to the yard.

Now it is the twelfth lunar month, and the temperature in the capital has dropped sharply, but the rare sun is still shining.

The setting sun filled the courtyard, Shi Mu squinted his eyes, the sun shone on his face, neither cold nor hot, just right.

Both Huarong and Shi Mu had spiritual power to protect their bodies, and there was no strong wind today, so it was a good day to sit in the courtyard and bask in the sun.

There is a long couch under the tree in the courtyard, with soft cushions embedded on the face and back, making it extremely comfortable whether you are sitting or lying down.

When the weather is fine, Shi Mu likes to lie on this couch and take a nap for a while, with the cool breeze blowing, it is very comfortable.

A few days ago, Shi Mu also took Xiao Huarong to sit on the couch together and play some small games such as leaf play.As soon as Shi Mu stood up at this time, Huarong naturally knew that Shi Mu wanted to lie down on the couch for a while.

Naturally, Huarong can't compare to Shi Mu's lazy nature - when he has nothing to do, he can't wait to be out of shape no matter whether he is sitting or lying down.Huarong was just sitting on the couch in a serious manner at this time, but Shi Mu lay down with his whole body, his head just resting on Huarong's lap.

Huarong just changed back to her original body, not only her clothes were torn, but her hair crown was also scattered.Shi Mu only cared about dressing him and naturally neglected to tie his hair. As soon as Huarong himself woke up, he only remembered "teasing" Shi Mu in his mind, let alone thinking of tied his hair.

Now Huarong's long hair hangs down softly, straight down to her waist, and Shi Mu picks it up again, kneading it in her hands and kneading it in circles.

There were tree shadows covering the sun above, Shi Mu didn't feel the setting sun was dazzling, his eyes were still wide open, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

When the two sat together, Shi Mu unconsciously began to talk about Xiao Huarong who had been in close contact with him for nearly a month.

Shi Mu said that Xiao Huarong was cute for a while, said that Xiao Huarong was cute for a while, and said that Xiao Huarong was hardworking for a while, and then smiled and "complained" that the handsome man in front of him would only "bully" him.

Huarong smiled and listened to Shi Mu's praise of her other self, and then said "refute" sentence by sentence, which was not considered a rebuttal.

If Shi Mu praised Xiao Huarong for being cute, Huarong held Shi Mu's hand playing with her hair, and asked, "I'll let you play with my hair, isn't it cute?"

If Shi Mu went on to mention that little Huarong was cute, Huarong bent down, blinked slowly, looked deeply into Shi Mu's eyes, and said softly, "Aren't I cute?"

I don't know who this person is "competing for favor" with.

Shi Mu thought that Huarong was neither cute nor cute, but very seductive, more seductive than any vixen he had ever seen, but he just praised Huarong insincerely that he was cute and cute, The cutest and cutest.

However, when Ruo Shimu mentioned Xiao Huarong's diligence again, Huarong just smiled and said nothing.

——Maybe it is time to find another time, so that Shi Mu can appreciate how "hardworking" he is now.

Shi Mu rubbed his arm, instinctively feeling "not good" again.

Shi Mu quickly brought up the topic, and said, "When you were young, were you not used to being hugged by others?"

In fact, Shi Mu also noticed that Xiao Huarong was too self-reliant, except for Hua Jiuqi, who was not used to being hugged.

Of course there was a reason for Shi Mu to mention this matter, he raised his chin and asked, "Then why did you let me hug you?"

Although the first time Shi Mu carried Xiao Huarong all the way to the living room because of his disheveled clothes, he still held Xiao Huarong and sat on his arm several times afterwards. , Xiao Huarong never refused again.

——After all, seeing his sweetheart become so cute, even a fairy can't help but want to hold him in his arms all the time.

Huarong asked back: "What do you think?"

Shi Mu said: "You like me too much, from the beginning you like me more than your father." That's why Shi Mu likes to be hugged by Shi Mu as if he agreed to be hugged by his father.

Huarong smiled and said, "Yes."

Shi Mu said, "I knew it!"

Even though the memory was buried deep in her heart under the suppression of spiritual power, Hua Rong subconsciously put the fairy named Shi Mu on the top of her heart when they first met, and she was not at all willing to reject him no matter how small she was. A small request.

"correct."

As Shi Mu said, he sat up and leaned on Huarong's shoulder, Huarong hugged his waist, and Shi Mu summoned a water mirror in front of the two of them.

Shi Mu's face appeared on the water mirror.

He persuasively said: "Xiao Rong can marry Big Brother."

From this sentence, the time in the water mirror slowly flowed, and the two of them reviewed the previous memories together, until the little Huarong in the mirror answered "yes", and then blushed and called out the phrase "husband..."

The time in the mirror stopped abruptly.

Shi Mu raised his eyebrows outside the water mirror, and looked at Hua Rong: "Now that the evidence is all there, what should you do in the future?"

Hua Rong said: "I have not married you long ago, I am already yours."

This answer satisfied Shi Mu, but before he could "reward" Huarong, Huarong hugged him by the waist, with one arm under his armpit and the other under the crook of his leg.

Huarong's arm strength is astonishing, even holding a grown man in her arms is effortless, and she walks very steadily.

Shi Mu said, "What are you doing?"

Huarong repeated the old saying: "It's time for my husband to see how 'hardworking' I am."

Thinking about the bedroom of the two in the direction they were walking, Shi Mu immediately understood what Huarong was talking about.

Then Shi Mu said, "It's not even noon yet."

Huarong said, "It's just right."

Doesn't it take time to prove how "diligent" a person should be?Isn't it just right from now until late at night?

Furthermore, Huarong has maintained the form of a child for a month, so she should find a chance to get it back for a month.

——It also takes time.

Shi Mu knew that he couldn't refuse and had no intention to refuse, so he smiled and said: "Since you are all mine, shouldn't you listen to me this time?"

"From the day you married me, you are recognized by heaven as my person."

Huarong answered him like this.

"Sometimes, the husband should listen to me."