Zhimian heard what he said, and the numb feeling of ears spread, and his heart, which had finally calmed down, beat violently twice.

Her face turned red, looking at the things in the shopping cart, she didn't dare to look at him sideways, her voice was warm:

"Whatever you..."

The meaning of this is to acquiesce.

The man's lips curled up and wiped it with a very obvious range, and his tone was raised: "Success."

He raised his hand and took two boxes directly and threw them into the shopping cart.

He felt the man's hand holding her tightened a little, as if a hotter temperature came. Zhimian blushed and his hand holding the shopping cart pushing hands also oozed sweat.

Can't think about it anymore, can't think about it anymore, qwq.

If she thought about it, she would faint from the heat.

She was trying to control her emotions, and Duan Zhuo suddenly burst into her ears with a chuckle. He said, "I'm so shy now."

The man's tone paused for two seconds, and a smile came again:

"Child, what should you do tonight?"

“…”-

Walking out of the supermarket, Duan Zhuo held the shopping bag, held the little girl in his other hand, and walked towards the direction of the car.

When he arrived at the car, Duan Zhuo opened the rear door, put the shopping bag in, and looked at the little girl who had just entered the passenger seat: "Do you want to eat something first?"

"Well...I want to drink Wangzai milk."

Drink some milk to suppress your shock.

Duan Zhuo took a can, then got into the driver's seat and handed her Wangzai milk. He didn't forget to laugh at her: "I still love to drink Wangzai milk when I'm so old."

She snorted, "I just love to drink."

"Don't drink fresh ones."

Zhimian raised his chin and stared at him. Duan Zhuo turned his head to glance at her: "What are you doing?"

"This boyfriend has been talking to you for more than four years. It's not new. Why don't you change it?"

Duan Zhuo: "..."

He laughed in anger and his tone was meaningful, "Whatever you said, you will have to pay it back later."

Talk, this man dares to threaten him?

Wait tonight.

She ignored him and lowered her head to open the can of Wangzai's milk.

"I'll drive."

The thing in her hand was taken, Duan Zhuo opened it with one hand and returned it to her, and then started the car.

She accidentally scratched her hand after opening a can in the third year of junior high school.

Later, every time Duan Zhuo saw it, he would help her open it.

This is just a small matter, but he seems to have always kept it in mind.

Zhimian suddenly felt that he was not completely unwilling to care about himself in the past, and people who were not particular about the details would also care about these details.

Zhimian bent the corners of his lips and raised his head to drink.

Duan Zhuo drove the car and calmed down. When he glanced at the little girl picking it up, he slowed down, for fear that the milk from her can would spill on her.

At the red light, Zhimian handed him Wangzai milk, deliberately teasing him: "Taste the taste."

She knew he didn't like drinking this drink the most.

The man turned his head and saw a little milk stain on the girl's red lips.

The next moment, he raised his hand and pulled Zhimian over, licked her milk stain with his tongue, then let go of his hand, and said lightly: "It's too sweet, you drink it yourself."

“…”

Where did this person taste...

After drinking a whole can of milk, she was satisfied and opened half of the car window, blowing the wind coming in from outside.

The thunderstorm has stopped, and the air is filled with the fresh fragrance after the rain. The cars are constantly moving forward in the quiet streets, and street lights fall down one after another, extending the roads in the distance.

Half an hour later, the car finally drove into Xingjiaozhou.

Zhimian looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery around him, and suddenly became a little dazed.

At that time, she felt that she never belonged to this place and had no sense of belonging, and thought that she would never come back. But now, when she returned here with Duan Zhuo again, she actually had an idea in her heart - she went home with him.

She grinned and asked, "Do you remember when the last time I came back?"

The man thought of something and turned to look at her, "Why don't you remember? I came back to get my driver's license, had a fight with me, and even said I wouldn't take my ride."

She retorted: "Who told some people to speak so much at that time? I originally wanted to speak well, and some people jumped wildly."

Duan Zhuo smiled, "You want to break up with me, do you think I'm in the mood to talk to you?"

"Your method is wrong," she muttered, "girls just need to coax them well. Every time you quarrel, you are still so fierce. Just like that night in the club, I was leaving, you didn't try to keep me, and I told me to go wherever I love, and it's not your business..."

Duan Zhuo felt so guilty that he couldn't speak when he remembered that night.

After a while, he went to hold her hand, "Well, my fault."

Zhimian raised his chin, "Will you lower your head when you quarrel in the future?"

"It's all my low."

"Are you still mad at me?"

"Not fierce anymore."

She smiled proudly, "Well, that's about the same."

Dog men clamp their tails to be human, this is their future family status, hum.

"Stop being angry?"

Zhimian held his hand and said, "Don't be angry anymore. I remembered it only when you mentioned it."

Since you choose to start over, don’t let the past affect their current relationships.

One minute later, the car drove into the villa garage. After parking, the two got out of the car and walked towards the villa.

Stepping up the steps and reaching the gate, he asked her to unlock the door.

Zhimian was surprised: "You haven't deleted these..."

I still remember when she saw that her fingerprints were on his phone, and the wallpapers were still her photos.

Duan Zhuo curled his lips, "It can be seen from this that I had the foresight at that time."

Sure enough, she became the little girl in his family again.

Zhimian unlocked it with his fingerprint, pushed the door in, and asked jokingly: "Duan Zhuo, what if I don't get back with you?"

He glanced at her: "This house was sold and became a monk."

Zhimian couldn't help laughing.

Duan Zhuo took out her slippers, and Zhimian found that none of the things about her were thrown away.

She walked into the living room, and the decorations inside were as if they were before, and memories came to my mind, as if he had just brought her here four years ago.

He said at the time: "This is our home, should we live here?"

Later, they lived here for three years.

There were laughter and tears. The happiest place she was here with him, and the saddest thing was the day she left here.

As memories rolled, her body was surrounded by someone from behind.

Duan Zhuo leaned down his face and his breath fell between her neck.

For some reason, Zhimian's eyes became a little hot.

After a long silence, the man's voice fell behind his ears and rang: "We should never separate again, okay?"

How many times have he dreamed of midnight? He just thought that she might never come back with him again. His soul was like someone was taking away part of it, and the whole world was empty.

He didn't want to lose her again.

Zhimian smiled and turned to look at his eyes: "Okay."

Two seconds later, Duan Zhuo grabbed the back of her head and kissed her little by little, bringing gentleness, as if treating treasures.

Zhimian closed his eyes, and tears rolled down his eyes.

The kiss in my heart kept filling me.

She couldn't help but tiptoe, raised her hand to hook her neck, and sent herself into his arms, completely falling into a kiss without reservation.

After a while, he raised his hand to pick her up. Zhimian screamed in fear. He opened his water eyes and saw him sitting on the sofa, and she was held face to face by him.
To be continued...