Boston in August is the most comfortable season of the year.

The sun is bright and the wind is bright. The temperature around 28 degrees is particularly suitable for people to relax outdoors. Taking a can of drinks, sitting by the river, fishing, blowing the wind, and enjoying the natural scenery is the cheapest and most comfortable enjoyment.

Shen Jiannan is very good at fishing and has experience. Not long after he put away his complicated thoughts, he caught seven or eight fish in succession. The thumping fish swung its tail, shaking its fat body, and opening its mouth to breathe greedily. Song Xiaodan was both excited and angry, and blushed.

Shen Jiannan's broken mouth, without a door.

He just talked about what a fish said, what it was opened and closed, what it was round and moderate, and he was simply a hooligan who was open and honest.

But this guy was hypocritical and serious, but he blamed Song Xiaodan for being unhealthy.

Looking at the smirking face, Song Xiaodan couldn't help but roll her eyes, bit her lip, and wanted to curse, but she didn't know what to scold, so she had to turn her head to look at the fish float on the river.

Shen Jiannan has had many times of joy and joy. The face that I could never see enough can still blush appear on this face, which makes this guy feel more fun.

"Baby, you see this fish so fun, it's so beautiful."

Can fish still be beautiful?

Song Xiaodan, who was focused on watching the fish float, was once again deviated from attention. When he saw it, he couldn't help rolling his eyes and biting his lip.

The unlucky fish was in Shen Jiannan's hands and had no luck. The guy inserted a finger into the fish's mouth. The poor fish could only open its mouth and kept spitting hesitating. Without much effort, the sticky white object filled the foam to the point of his fingers.

Not so, the fish is so beautiful.

It looks like you!

Shen Jiannan said nothing, but his eyes didn't mean that.

Song Xiaodan's eyes were about to kill.

"Baby, hurry up, bite the hook."

"I will beat you to death if you act like a hooligan again, and they will hear you."

"The fish bites the hook. Look."

“…”

Song Xiaodan looked down and saw that it wasn't, the fish float really moved.

call out--

She didn't bother to argue with Shen Jiannan anymore. Song Xiaodan pulled the fishing rod and pulled it hard. As the sound of the fishing line swaying rapidly, she pulled the hook out of the water.

You will definitely not be able to catch fish.

With rich experience, Shen Jiannan knew that it was impossible to catch fish when Song Xiaodan pulled the fishing rod.

The fishing game requires patience.

As a result...it was indeed empty.

"Haha! Baby, don't be anxious to fish. The fish just came over and tested that it was doing foreplay, so you should slowly waste it with it. When it is too impatient to swallow it in one bite, you can definitely catch it."

"Shen Jiannan, why didn't I know you were so good at fishing before?"

Well......

Am I talking too much?

"You said, why don't you say it? Tell me honestly where did you learn fishing? Did you carry me outside and fish with other girls every day?"

"Baby, what are you talking nonsense? Look at me as timid as a mouse, and I am a scathing person. Except for you, who will fish with me?"

"Really not?"

"real."

“…”

Song Xiaodan didn't say anything anymore, stared at the undodged eyes for a few seconds, and waved the fishing rod in his hand.

Shh!

Shen Jiannan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was almost exposed just now.

"ah!"

A tingling pain suddenly came from his ears. Unpredictable, Shen Jiannan couldn't help but scream.

Song Xiaodan hurriedly threw the fishing rod in his hand to the ground, looking at Shen Jiannan, his face full of panic.

"What's wrong, Jiannan."

Shen Jiannan wanted to cry but didn't cry. He fished all day long, but he still became a fish today.

When Song Xiaodan was just shaking the hook, he accidentally hung the fish hook on his ear...

......

At the foot of the mountain, the setting sun burned the west sky into red color, illuminating the entire villa living room as if it was covered with a layer of sacred golden light.

The ears are all hooked, so this fish will definitely not be able to catch them.

Relying on the living room of the sofa, Shen Jiannan covered his ears and kept wailing with a sad face.

"Baby, it hurts so much."

“…”

"Baby, my ears hurt so much, it's going to fall off."

“…”

"Baby, see if it's swollen? Otherwise, you can help me to relieve the swelling and saliva can reduce inflammation."

“…”

Women are always soft-hearted.

As Shen Jiannan acted coquettishly, Song Xiaodan had no choice but to give him red lips to quench thirst and inflammation.

A warm touch of the market words came from the earlobe, and the pain of being pierced by the fish hook suddenly disappeared, replaced by an indescribable numbness and comfort. Gradually, the touch moved from the earlobe to the lips, and the silent communication between them made the air in the room feel a little hot.

thump.

A naughty fish jumped from the bucket to the ground with force on the waist.

Perhaps because he was separated from the water source, his round and bare lips were greedily opened and closed, wanting to absorb oxygen in the air.

But unfortunately, the fish left the water source and only had an instinctive breath. As a stream of sticky foam flowed out of the fish's mouth, the naughty little fish finally paid the price for its willfulness. It stiffened its body and lie there without the strength to struggle.

After a long time, a big hand fell from the sky and put the pitiful fish into the water again.

The little fish, who almost suffocated due to lack of oxygen, trembled unconsciously. As the body was moistened by water, it gradually revived its vitality. It swam in the water again, soared, happily waving its tail and swinging, completely forgot about its previous experience of almost dying.

But unfortunately, the fish only has seven seconds to remember, otherwise how could it be caught out of the water by biting the hook again and again?

thump!

The fish swimming happily swung violently and jumped out of the water again. As the oxygen became thinner, they could only instinctively open their mouths, wriggle the mucus in their mouths, breathing the air that they could not breathe at all...

The evils of heaven can be saved, but the evils of oneself cannot survive.

Again and again, the poor fish finally paid the price for her willfulness again... Her eyes looked at the ceiling without any spirit, and her body twitched instinctively, allowing the water in her body to diverge into mucus and unconsciously overflow from the corner of her mouth...

......

It's late at night.

The moonlight shines through the window, and silver light shines in the bedroom, bringing a hazy and bright color.

Song Xiaodan opened her eyes exhausted, and she gently stood up, looking at Shen Jiannan who was sleeping, her head was pressed on Shen Jiannan's chest, and her hands were also touched on the face that had been imprinted into the depths of her soul. In the starry eyes, there was endless tenderness in the moonlight.

"Jiannan. No matter how many women you have outside, don't leave me, okay?"

It is impossible for Shen Jiannan to hear any sound in his sleep.

He is dreaming.

Have a very distant, very illusory, and very unreal dream.

In the dream, he came to a world that only he had experienced. In the dream, he sang and danced and cared for free, but could not find a destination and end, could not feel his existence, and could only release his soul freely and fall into the Hell of the Avici.

Suddenly, a bright light illuminated the world.

As the light rose, blurred faces suddenly appeared. Gradually, the blurred face became clear and profound, carrying memories that he could never forget, making him feel a special warmth and comfort.

Wake up from the dream.

It's dawn.

A faint ray of sunlight shines through the curtains and shines on the eyes, making people instinctively want to close their eyes.

But Shen Jiannan did not close his eyes. If it weren't for the separation, how could she let go of all her dignity? A hint of guilt and emotion surged in her heart. Shen Jiannan's hand stroked Song Xiaodan's long black and soft hair, and rubbed her scalp gently.

Very delicate and comfortable.

Song Xiaodan was like a cat who woke up early in the morning. A hint of redness appeared on her face and starry eyes, facing the eyes engraved in her soul.

"Jiannan. I want a child."

"Well. Let's work together."
To be continued...