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"The eighth year."

Mu Yu repeated.

The man behind her raised his lips, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "time flies."

Mu Yu nodded and raised her lips. "It's really fast. Sometimes I think I'm still 19 years old. Maybe I just met you."

"Not long ago, we still have the rest of our lives, decades to go."

Mu Yu picks eyebrows and says playfully, "Lu is always eight years older than me."

Smell speech, the man originally also wanted to say a few words with her, immediately by her this sentence whole of have no mood.

He bit his teeth and pinched her waist with his big hand.

Mu Yu itches and laughs to avoid.

The crescent moon in her arms thinks that daddy and Mommy are playing games, and she smiles so much that her heart melts when she listens to the tender little milk voice.

"I'm joking about that."

Mu Yu walks over and you squeeze his hand.

The man still cares about his age.

In the courtyard, Nanbao and zizhuan have already started snowballing and snowball fights. The two children are having a lot of fun. Laughter comes in one after another.

"Shall we go out to play, too?"

The man nodded, took the crescent moon from her arms, went to the living room and handed it to Aunt Zhou.

Crescent a see daddy and mommy to go, shriveled shriveled mouth son will cry.

But aunt Zhou has a way, dial a orange to her mouth, let her suck juice.

Crescent is a foodstuff, and the attention soon turns to eating.

In the snow.

Muyu soon joined the camp of snowball fight, fighting with Nanbao and zizhuan alone.

Lu Shimo stood by to help her make a snowball.

Looking at his little wife running in the snow in a white down jacket, Lu Shimo can't help worrying about her age.

He is eight years older than Mu Yu.

Mu Yu is 27 years old and he is 35 years old.

But Muyu was a beautiful woman. She had a small face that looked very young. She looked like she was just in her early twenties.

even more, the little woman knows how to maintain herself. Every night, bottles and cans can be painted and painted, and her face is tender enough to pinch the water.

Last time they took Nanbao and zizhuan to Huacheng for skiing.

Many people in Huacheng didn't know Lu Shimo, and because Mu Yu was well-equipped, no one recognized her for a moment.

Someone came up to say hello and asked if he was Mu Yu's uncle.

Uncle?

Lu Shimo turned black on the spot.

He thought that he really should take care of it.

Five years later, he will be forty and Mu Yu will be thirty-two.

Mu Yu, a mature woman in her early 30s, knows how charming she is.

Is wandering that, head-on a snowball hit.

Lu Shimo wiped the snow on his face and looked up.

Mother and son stood in the same place and looked at him.

The man's voice was a little deep, and he threw a snowball from the ground, "who threw it?"

Smell speech, mother and son three look at each other, the first reaction is to run.

Nanbao and zizhuan are still young, but they can't run away from their father in his prime.

"Oh, Daddy!"

"Daddy, spare your life."

Lu Shimo is rude to his two sons. One snowball smashes Nanbao in the snow, and the other smashes zizhuan in the snow. Only then can he be satisfied with the snowball and chase Muyu, who has run tens of meters away.

As I watched her land, Mo got closer and closer to her.

After seeing the scene of how the man poured her two sons into the snow without any hesitation, Mu Yu's back became hairy and ran towards the backyard.

Because she threw that snowball!

The snow in the backyard hasn't been cleaned. After running for a short time, Mu Yu is tired.

Originally stopped to see where Lu Shimo had gone, but as soon as he looked back, he saw the man pouncing on her.

A scream came to a halt.

Mu Yu was knocked down in the snow by Lu Shimo.

Two people hit a roll, soon became Mu Yu in the upper, Lu Shimo in the lower position.

It's quiet in the backyard.

Both can hear each other's breathing clearly.

"You've grown up?"

The man's eyebrows were low, and he pinched her to keep her from getting up.

Mu Yu put one hand on his shoulder, and the other hand touched her nose. She said with a smile, "I didn't find you in a daze. I want you to come back. I didn't control the direction and hit you in the face."

"And then that?"

Mu Yu a Leng, "what then?"

"How do you make it up to me?"

Mu Yu

Seeing Lu Shimo's meaningful sight, Mu Yu knew that what he was thinking was not a good thing.

She leaned down, the tip of her nose opposite his, her index finger poking his head."Mr. Lu, would you please throw away all the waste in your mind now?"

The man's face is expressionless, but the smile under his eyes betrays his happy mood.

"I think it's necessary to send the three children to the old house for a few days."

"Yes?"

"It's been a long time." Lu Shimo clasped her waist and pressed her down.

Rao is putting on thick clothes, Mu Yu still felt his reaction.

Her cheeks are slightly red, which is very beautiful in the snow.

"It's fine if you don't split up and join up!"

Mu Yu quickly moved to the top of his abdomen to avoid his dangerous place.

But Lu Shimo's smile is deeper.

In the past, Mu Yu was so shameless and courageous that she dared to infuse him with medicine and drag him into the room to sleep for a night. At that time, she didn't even blink when she talked about meat.

Now.

There are three children. At this time, a few provocative words make her blush.

At half a sound, Mu Yu came down from him and stretched out her hand to pull him.

"Get up and go back to the house. It's too cold."

They rolled around in the snow, covered with snow.

Mu Yu is too lazy to deal with it. She takes Lu Shimo's hand and walks towards the villa.

Just out of two steps, she turned her head with a bad smile, "Lu Shimo, I want you to carry me."

Man lips slightly hook, half squat down, "up."

Meanwhile, the villa is on the second floor.

Nanbao and zizhuan are panting in front of the French window, watching daddy carrying mummy slowly in the backyard.

"It's time for daddy and mommy to show their love once a year."

Nanbao has a small face, cold and smiling, brushing his microblog.

Because of a long lost snow in Jincheng, the microblog has exploded.

"It's snowing in Jincheng this year. Nan Shu must show her love again!"

"Sit and wait!"

"I see love in them! Mr. Lu is really moving. He has been making a snowman for Nan Shu for eight years

"I'll wait for the goddess!"

Nanbao looks for an angle and takes a picture of daddy and Mommy outside.

Then he skillfully picked out the pictures of snowman in the courtyard from mummy's mobile phone and put them on, and then put the pictures he just took on.

"In the spring of the eighth year, Mr. Lu [Bixin], who loves you and me"

zizhuan looked at him and gave him a big thumbs up, "brother, you are so powerful that you even imitate the same way as mommy."

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