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In the bustling crowd of the pedestrian street, jimucheng and Xia Xinnian, holding their son's hand, walk in it.
The light and shadow in the shops on both sides, printed with a dazzling array of goods, also seem to light up Xia Xinnian's eyes.
Jimucheng peeped at her from time to time, and a lovely little face suddenly flashed in his mind. At that time, he was only six or seven years old. In a black car, a lovely little girl kept making faces at him. Her eyes seemed to be full of stars, just like her now.
"Xia Xinnian." Jimucheng suddenly called out to her.
"Well?" Xia Xinnian looks at him with a stupefied side eye.
"Remember when you were a child, you secretly loved a little boy?" Jimucheng chuckles.
Xia Xinnian gave him an angry look: "boring."
"You really don't remember? Also, at that time, you were only two or three years old. It was impossible to have a memory, but I remember. "Jimucheng felt warm in his heart. Fortunately, he still kept that memory, and no one could steal it.
Xia Xinnian thought he was just teasing her. Seeing him seriously, she asked curiously, "do you mean we have met before?"
"Of course, our fate is destined." Jimucheng is even more proud. If love is also about order, he must have known her more than 20 years earlier than Yan Junhan, so she is his.
Xia Xinnian turned his mouth and said, "you think I'm a three-year-old girl, and you fool me with this kind of illusory thing."
"Alright, did your grandmother call you Nian Nian? To be honest, isn't it? "Jimucheng suddenly took it seriously and had to argue with her about it.
Xia Xinnian's face was stunned, and then her eyes were red.
"You guessed it." She stubbornly refused to admit that he was right.
"I didn't guess. Your grandmother took you to the wedding of Uncle Luo Jinyu and Aunt Yang Chuchu. I went there that day, and I saw you crying after a fall." Jimucheng explained the process in detail.
"Really? Mommy loved to cry when she was a child? Xiaoyuchen has been listening to them talk with his ears up. When he heard that Mommy was crying, he couldn't stop laughing.
Xia Xinnian pinched his son's palm and threw him a look that was not allowed to laugh.
The little guy was still snickering.
"Well, even if we've met, it doesn't mean anything. We grew up in the same city, so it's inevitable that we'll pass each other." Xia Xinnian pretended not to be cold to this matter, but somewhere in her heart suddenly became soft. She even tried hard to find that memory back, but her brain was empty and there was nothing.
"No, we met a second time. When we were abroad, I went on a vacation with my parents. You and your mother walked past the garden path in front of me. I remember that time, you were dressed like a little turkey, blending in with the colors of the flowers." Jimucheng doesn't know why. All of a sudden, her memory is so clear that she can even remember the color of her clothes.
Xia Xinnian's mind flashed as if she really had a fiery red skirt, which her mother bought for her and asked her to wear it for a long trip.
"How do you remember it so clearly? What do you want to do? "Xia Xinnian's heart is in a mess. Because this man looks at his eyes at the moment, she is still so hot, and her heart beats faster.
"Mommy, do you want to ask? Of course, daddy likes you. "Xiaoyuchen finally found a chance to speak.
Xia Xinnian glared at his son. This little guy always loves to tell the truth. He wants to pinch him.
"My son is right. I may have liked you a little at that time." Jimucheng's thin lips curved in an arc, and his smile was particularly charming. Even the light and shadow around him were dimmed at this moment.
Xia Xinnian only felt an electric current, running through her heart, which made her heart beat faster. Then, she felt her face was hot, so she had to shake off her son's little hand: "I'll go to the front and buy a cup of milk tea. Do you want anything to drink?"
"Mommy, I want ice cream, mango flavor." As soon as the little guy heard that he had a chance to buy delicious food, he didn't let it go.
"No, I'll get you a glass of warm water." Xia Xinnian directly interrupts his son's thoughts.
Jimucheng picks up her lost son, holds him in her arms, and quickly follows her steps.
When Xia Xinnian went to wait in line, she only felt that there was a tall body behind her. She didn't dare to look back, but her back collided with his chest from time to time, which made her nervous and unable to breathe, and her palms sweated.
What's the matter with her? Is it hotter because there are so many people here?
Jimucheng is also excited at the moment. Maybe the two scenes plus memories have deepened his affection for her.
His thin lips have been smiling, and he wants to get closer to her, closer.
"Wow, it's so handsome. Unfortunately, there are sons."
"That's right. It's my type. What should I do?"
"His son is so beautiful. The woman standing in front of him is not his wife, is she? I envy her so much.
"There are several girls waiting for their companions nearby. Suddenly, they see the family of three in jimucheng. They are shocked. Their beauty is piled up. It's enviable.
Xia Xinnian heard it. She quickly turned her face to the other side. She was embarrassed.
How could they feel that she was the wife of jimucheng?
Jimucheng also heard it. He said to his son gently, "say hello to the sisters next to you."
Xiaoyuchen immediately beckoned to them.
The girls immediately blushed and scattered in all directions.
Suddenly, several young boys ran up behind him, pushing and shoving, and squeezing into the front team. Jimucheng took a step forward with long legs, almost directly bumping Xia Xinnian into his arms.
Xia Xinnian was affected by gravity and almost hit the back of another man. Fortunately, at this time, the man's empty arm tightly fixed her slender waist.
Outsiders would not be able to see this subtle scene. However, between the two of them, this subtle feeling was enough to make one's heart and mind confused.
After buying milk tea, Xia Xinnian finally asked for an ice cream for his son. He was afraid that his son would eat more. Xia Xinnian asked jimucheng to eat with his son, so he didn't buy anything for him.
From this little thing, jimucheng seems to understand his family status.
He can only eat the rest of his son.
At the beginning, jimucheng was still a little angry and unwilling. He felt that his position as the head of the family was threatened. But soon, he found that it seemed nothing to eat the rest of his son, because he might want to eat the rest of Xia Xinnian's milk tea.
"It's too sweet. Here you are." Xia Xinnian is a person who is used to checking. He can't bear to throw it away. So he stuffed it directly to the man. The man had to take it and drink it with his head down. It's sweet, which fits his mood at the moment.
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