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Wang Bo stared at Cheng Wenjin lying on the sofa without blinking. The woman's eyes were closed, her mouth was slightly opened, and she was gasping heavily. Her body trembled one after another, as if something invisible was poking her. Her whole cheeks, including her neck and ears, showed a strong redness like blood. Her towering chest seemed like waves, flushing violently. The woman was almost sweating profusely, and a few strands of hair stuck to the woman's face and corners of her mouth, bringing a strange and amazing beauty.

This scene made Wang Bo stop moving, and even his breathing stopped, as if as long as he moved, the most beautiful scene in the world that had never seen before would suddenly disappear. He swallowed three times in a row, his throat was almost about to smoke, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. All his thoughts were pulled away, like a soulless puppet. Something was fermenting and rising, trying to rush out of the invisible prison.

"Xiaobo, you... go back to your dormitory first?" At this moment, Cheng Wenjin, who was lying on the sofa, spoke. Her voice was begging, full of fatigue. She still closed her eyes tightly.

Wang Bo woke up from his trance. He knew that he could not be so indifferent anymore. He had to act quickly, otherwise the risky progress just now would be completely ineffective. Wang Bo did not speak or answer, but leaned over and pressed gently on Cheng Wenjin with a pilgrimage-like mood without much desire.

Cheng Wenjin's body shook, and it was stiff for a moment, but it quickly became soft. She opened her eyes and saw the big boy pressing on her body, hugging her tightly. Cheng Wenjin sighed, patted the big boy's back with her hand, and said gently: "Obe obedient, go to the bedroom and let the aunt rest on the sofa alone." Cheng Wenjin bit the word "aunt" twice.

Wang Bo still didn't say anything, but just hugged Cheng Wenjin hard and pressed his cheeks tightly against the woman's cheeks. The woman's face seemed to be roasted by fire, and it was so hot. A familiar but much stronger smell rushed into his nose with Wang Bo's deep breathing, causing the cells all over his body to cheer and tremble constantly.

"Okay! Get up! Do you miss your homesickness? Auntie will be your mother for now and let you hug you. However, it has been several minutes now, so you should have enough hugs, right? Get up!" After a while, seeing Wang Bo indifferent, Cheng Wenjin said again. This time, she brought Wang Bo's mother out. She believed that the other party could understand her subtext. She was as educated as her, and could not hold her face, speak loudly like an ordinary woman, or push the little devil hard. Although there were countless voices in her mind shouting to let her do that, she was ruthless to this bold little devil, and was fierce.

"Not enough, it's not enough for a lifetime! Moreover, you are not my mother! My mother is much older than you!" Wang Bo suddenly became excited and gasped and whispered! He pressed his face tightly against the woman's face, felt the smooth skin and hot temperature of the woman's face. At the same time, he stretched out one hand to touch the woman's face on the other side, spread his five fingers to comb the hair that had been scattered in his ears for the other party.

Cheng Wenjin's heart trembled, and she heard Wang Bo's subtext. This was the first time she heard the boy's "voice". Although it was obscure and even though the other party was also silly, Cheng Wenjin clearly touched the boy's voice! Cheng Wenjin's body trembled and could no longer maintain her cultivation. She said with a cold face:

"Wang Bo, if you do this, your aunt will be angry! The aunt can act like you talking nonsense without hearing what you said just now!"

"No--!" Wang Bo suddenly screamed, raised his body, supported his hands in Cheng Wenjin's ears, and looked down at Cheng Wenjin's panic in front of him with red eyes, even with a hint of fear, "Sister, you know clearly, I'm not talking nonsense! I haven't even drunk a drop of wine in the past month in Rongcheng. Now I am very sober! Sister, don't you understand? I like you! I really like you!" Wang Bo suddenly held Cheng Wenjin's face in his hands, as if holding the most precious thing in the world.

boom--

Something exploded in Cheng Wenjin's mind and fragments were everywhere. She could not think or imagine, and only a white piece was left. The scene of getting along with the boy in front of her was like the rewind of time flashing through her mind quickly.

Where did I meet this little kid for the first time? Oh, it was in his small millet noodle shop that had just opened for a while. At that time, he was like a waiter, attentive and sweet-mouthed, but he called himself as Xiaoya's sister. Now she knew that this little kid was deliberately.

When did I meet him the second time? It should be at the Gengen Xiang Chuanchuan Shop in Sifang. At that time, the little devil went to chat with him while Xiaoya went to pick up vegetables. She saw her husband. She was ridiculed and sarcastic, and was full of hostility. She couldn't stand it, so she said a few words to the little devil, but it aroused her husband's dissatisfaction and became arguing with her husband. Later, the fuse of the cold war with her husband for nearly half a year was probably due to that quarrel. This little devil was really the "culprit" who made her family restless.

Where was the third time I saw that little kid? It was in the library where I worked. I saw him looking for books in the reading room on the second floor. Based on politeness, I took the initiative to say hello. I didn’t expect that the little kid actually thought he came to the library to check information and wanted to help him enthusiastically! At that time, I joked that I wanted to find a novel by a contemporary American writer and asked this little kid to recommend it. I originally wanted to make things difficult for him, but I didn’t want to see the little kid’s profound knowledge and solid literary literacy that shocked him. However, I also misunderstood him because I saw that the little kid came to the library and led a beautiful female classmate, and thought he was not doing his job and fell in love early in the name of reading.

The fourth time I met was in the library. I had an unprecedented deep chat with him. After get off work, I had dinner together. During the two or three hours I spent with this little devil, I was once again shocked by the other person's extensive knowledge, especially in the fields of literature and music, where I could always express some refreshing and even enlightened insights. At the same time, I also felt the thoughtfulness and harmony of this little devil in dealing with people - not only to please, but also to be careful and thoughtful. Compared with this little devil, my daughter, including all the young people under the age of 30, was like a child - simple, childish, either self-righteous, arrogant, or inexplicably inferior, ashamed of himself, and always could not be like that little devil, never humorous or arrogant, and humorous in humor and witty. There was no lack of naughty intentionally pleasing to behave like a little devil.

The fifth time...

The sixth time...

...

This little ghost gradually began to enter his own life and his own life. His understanding of him became more extensive and comprehensive. Then he found that this little ghost was not only able to "boldly talk" about his favorite literature and music and give guidance to the world; he also had greater ambitions, as well as the peerless talent and super talent that supported this ambition to become a reality that made him have to look up and admire...

Cheng Wenjin woke up from her memories and discovered a fact that made her frightened, that is, when the countless memories of being with her husband began to fade away and become blurred, all the little bits she had experienced about the little ghost were as clear as the photo was frozen in the picture, vividly and vividly revealed! She could clearly and completely remember every moment she had with the other party! Every word the little ghost said in front of her, every expression, every movement, and even the clothes and shoes and socks he wore at that time were so vivid and so clear and moving!

Cheng Wenjin's body trembled.

Then, she felt her lips beneath her soft and tenderly holding. A slippery soft object swept around her teeth, trying to push open her tightly closed teeth.

"No——" Cheng Wenjin gathered his will that was becoming less and less, and was swallowed by something full of temptation. He pushed Wang Bo's chest with a palm as he tried to use all her strength. After the push, he only breathed a lot. Cheng Wenjin looked at Wang Bo who was pushed away by himself, who seemed surprised and surprised, and begged with infinite mercy: "Xiaobo, don't do this, okay? Don't make the aunt embarrassed, don't let us...we go to the hell that will never be restored, okay?"

Cheng Wenjin's expression was sad and pitiful, completely losing his usual steady and dignity.

This sad and helplessness, like a little girl, made Wang Bo's impulse disappear most of the time. He bent down again and held Cheng Wenjin's face in his hand. Cheng Wenjin didn't hide, but just looked at her with wide eyes, weak and miserable.

"Sister - I'm sorry! I... I really can't control myself! I know that my thoughts are wrong, they are incompatible with etiquette and law, and they are not tolerated in the world - I actually don't care about these things, I really don't care! Even if I'm being pointed at by thousands of people, I will be cold-hearted! I really can't afford to offend, I've already thought about it, I'll take you abroad, go to a place where no one knows us, hide in my identity, spend the rest of our time together, until the end of yours, and... my end. Really, Wen Jin, I won't lie to you! I really have this kind of thought in my heart many times, and I'm not afraid at all!

"But I am afraid of hurting you, afraid of hurting Xiaoya! I am even more afraid... I am even more afraid that one day you leave me and throw yourself into the arms of other men - I know that I am a mess of saying this, but I just can't control the fear in my heart. When I think of one day you are not by my side and become someone else's wife, I feel like the sky is about to fall, and I have no fun. All efforts and struggles have become meaningless..." Wang Bo stroked Cheng Wenjin's face, as if he caressed/strokes the most precious porcelain in the world, his eyes were filled with tears, and as he spoke, he fell down.

Cheng Wenjin opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak smoothly. She stretched out one hand to wipe the tears from Wang Bo's face. Wang Bo took her hand and pressed it on his face. Cheng Wenjin obediently touched Wang Bo's face, and put the other hand on it, gently lifted it up, allowing his palms and fingers to slide across the boy's three-dimensional face. Cheng Wenjin blinked his eyes, and his long eyelashes immediately stained with countless small tears. She smiled and stared at the familiar and strange face in front of her, which was more and more warm, and said softly:

"Xiaobo, aunt... can I make three rules with you?"

"The rules...three chapters?" Wang Bo was stunned.

"Well! Three rules!" Cheng Wenjin nodded affirmatively.

"Wen Jin, you said."

"Chapter 1 is that you can't call my name - do you think 'Wen Jin' can be called?"

"But--" Wang Bo was about to refute, but he felt his mouth blocked by Cheng Wenjin's palm.

"No, but!" Cheng Wenjin shook his head seriously, "That's all the two sounds just now. In the future, you must not call me like this, do you agree?"

Wang Bo looked at Cheng Wenjin under him, and the expression on the woman's face was calm, but serious, with an irresistible majesty.

"I... agree!" Wang Bo could only nod helplessly.

"Chapter 2, I hope that what happened just now will be assumed to have never happened and will not happen in the future. Do you agree?"

"But--" Wang Bo's mouth was covered again.

"Just say that you agree or disagree."

"I... don't want to agree." Wang Bo hung his head.

Cheng Wenjin smiled lightly and patted his face, "Then I think you agree. Chapter 3, I hope that from tomorrow, our relationship will be restored as before and become the same as before. Do you agree?"

"What if I don't agree?" Wang Bo's heart gradually became sank, and he was less and less hopeful, so he simply said in anger.

Cheng Wenjin didn't answer him, but his clear eyes were as clear as a cold pond, but he clearly told him that if he disagreed, the consequences would be serious.

"Then... OK. But sister, what about you? The three chapters of the rules should be mutual? I promised your three chapters, should you promise me something?"

"Of course. Power and obligations are mutual. I promise you that my sister will never enter the marriage hall with anyone again in this life!" Cheng Wenjin looked at Wang Bo and said affirmatively.

Cheng Wenjin's promise immediately made Wang Bo happy, which could be said to have completely removed his biggest worry and fear. He grabbed Cheng Wenjin's two small hands in his hand, held them one left and one right, and couldn't wait to say, "What else? What are the remaining two?"

"It's gone! This one is the only one!"

"Ah, it's gone? I've promised you three. How could you promise me one? It's so unfair not to do it!" Wang Bo said unwillingly.

"I asked you... to do something other men have never done before except my husband. Isn't this enough?" Cheng Wenjin looked at Wang Bo, who was a little angry and said leisurely.

This immediately left Wang Bo speechless. After a long time of silence, he suddenly thought of a very important question and said, "Sister, you...you...you are still so young now, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the golden time of life. You promised me not to get married, but you can't be so lonely all the time, right? You...sometimes...you...and...I can--"

"Don't say it!" Hearing Wang Bo's mouth getting muddy, Cheng Wenjin could no longer maintain the solemnity on her face, and he blocked Wang Bo's mouth with his hands again, "I want to add one more. You should not say the kind of messing around to me in the future...the kind of slut! Do you agree or disagree?"

"Wuwuwu--" Wang Bo kept shaking his head, and wanted to use his hand to pull Cheng Wenjin's little hand covering his mouth.

At this moment, Cheng Wenjin under him suddenly frowned, and with a "Ouch", his little face began to twist, and his hand covering Wang Bo's mouth also loosened.

Wang Bo was startled and thought that the other party had touched the injured left foot while twisting. He quickly left Cheng Wenjin who had been pressed by him for a while, jumped off the sofa, and hurried to see Cheng Wenjin's left foot, "Sister, what's wrong with you? Did you touch the injury? Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Seeing that the little devil finally got down, Cheng Wenjin felt relieved, but she still had a painful expression on her face. She turned over and got up, put on her slippers, and began to jump to her bedroom.

"Sister, where are you going? Let me help you." Wang Bo was a little scared and hurried to help Cheng Wenjin, constantly apologizing, saying that he did not intend to, and said that he wanted to spray the other party with alcohol twice.

Cheng Wenjin did not stop Wang Bo from helping him, but the expression on his face was cold until Wang Bo helped her to the door of the bedroom. Cheng Wenjin jumped into his bedroom, turned around, and looked at Wang Bo who was panicked and indifferent, feeling a little unbearable, but forced himself to make up.

"Xiaobo, I don't blame you for what happened tonight. But I hope you can abide by the three rules between us. It's too late now. You will meet the director of the Admissions Office outside C tomorrow. Go to bed early." Cheng Wenjin looked at Wang Bo and said without any expression. After saying that, he closed his bedroom door with a "bang". Then a "click" lock came out.

This was the first time Wang Bo saw Cheng Wenjin locking his bedroom in more than a year with him. He immediately felt very uncomfortable and felt something was shattered. Even Cheng Wenjin's joy of promised him not to marry again was weakened by half.

After locking the door, Cheng Wenjin leaned his back against the nearby wall, breathing heavily, and thinking:
Chapter completed!