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Xia Yimo's little ears turned red, at this moment, she wanted to make a wish very unkindly, in order to prevent the future, she was the stupidest one in the family, and hoped that her daughter would inherit her in the future.

It's nice to be sisters and sisters happily together. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Mu Jingchen didn't expect that the one next to him was already wandering out of the world.

Holding a postcard in his hand, looking at Ou Can's signature of the dragon and phoenix dance, his beautiful eyes were dyed with a playful smile-

This iron box turned out to be Ou Canhui's fan letter.

"Xia Yimo," Mu Jingchen poured out all the postcards from the iron box, put them back in, and after counting, he smiled suspiciously: "31 fan letters, do you know how many love letters you want to write?" ”

"Mu Jingchen, you ......" Xia Yimo's heart was cold, and her little face fell.

"The length is no less than 800 words, all handwriting is not allowed to be printed, and I want all of them during the New Year."

Mu Jingchen covered the iron box, got up, and put it on the top of the bookshelf.

With a slender and beautiful hand, with a slight push, the box entered the innermost part, which is usually invisible. With Xia Yimo's height, he had to climb the ladder to barely take it out.

Xia Yimo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, wrinkled her little face and bargained, and stretched out a finger: "Mu Jingchen, 100 words ......?" ”

Mu Jingchen chuckled, and his chest shook: "I'm a fake boyfriend." ”

Xia Yimo puffed out his cheeks: "That 500." ”

Mu Jingchen gave her a "good for herself" look.

Xia Yimo muttered quietly: "You haven't written me a love letter either, I'm a fake girlfriend." ”

"Who says no?" Mu Jingchen raised his eyebrows, grabbed his trouser pocket, and walked out the door.

Xia Yimo thought that he was going to crush himself with his IQ again, so he resigned himself to follow him, so he heard him say: "During the Chinese New Year, I will also give you a love letter." ”

Xia Yimo's face was stunned.

After reacting for a few seconds, he immediately felt ecstatic in his heart, and ran to him to confirm: "Mu Jingchen, this is what you said yourself!" ”

"You don't have to go back, you know?"

"No, I didn't have time to record, you say it again."

Xia Yimo was ecstatic, she really opened her phone and wanted to record a sentence. The clear eyes are dotted with bright stars, and the white little face shines brightly.

Mu Jingchen's heart moved, and somewhere in his heart, it was suddenly soft and warm, and it was a mess.

said that he would write a love letter to her, and he was as happy as if he had picked up 100 million.

Raise your hand and grab her phone and turn off the recording.

"You won't regret it, can't you trust me like that?" The slender middle finger flexed, knocked her little head, and said angrily.

But the corners of the mouth, hooked with a beautiful arc, the mood is exposed.

Xia Yimo's small body was straight, her slender legs were together, she saluted cutely, and said with a smiling face: "Chen Shao, we are all the future of the motherland, of course I believe in you!" Whoever cheats, it's a puppy! ”

Mu Jingchen smiled brightly, raised his hand to rub her hairy little head, and said half-commandingly and half-threateningly: "I wrote you a love letter, just put it on for me." Twenty years later, take it out and review it and teach my daughter to write. ”

In fact, she received replies from Ou Can's fans, and it was two or three years to keep them.

Even when I moved, I didn't lose it.

He's going to have to work a little harder, and create a special exception for both of them for a longer time.

Xia Yimo rubbed her hair, followed behind Mu Jingchen, and walked to the video room.

complained wildly in my heart: Love letters are such a shy black history, do you still want to show them to your daughter?

In her love letters, they all reflect, how did he "domestic violence" against her......