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Chapter 397 Extra Wedding 13: The Trap of Destiny

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It's late at night and everything is silent.

Lin Miaomiao's room was only separated by a wall from the guest room. Thinking that Qin Moshen was next door, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Thinking back to the beginning, Xu Zeyan did not stay overnight when he came to her house, but returned to his old house.

Now, there are only her and Qin Moshen in the family.

She thought of him holding her tightly when she was at the entrance of the alley to dispel the uneasiness in her heart.

Miaomiao, no matter what happens, I will be around you in the future.

Such a gentle and firm commitment, both today and in the future.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but run out in her nightgown. What surprised her was that Qin Moshen was leaning against the corridor on the second floor to smoke. The upright silhouette in the smoke made her heart move.

Qin Moshen saw her arrival and directly extinguished the cigarette.

She was wearing a plain white cotton dress, her long black hair spread out, her hair ends were slightly curled up, her beautiful face, and her lazy and confused expression were like an angel falling into the world.

He spread his hands, Miaomiao, come here.

elder brother.She rushed into his arms with disheveled hair.

Why don’t you sleep?

I can't sleep.She raised her head in his arms, her small chin pressing against his collarbone.

Qin Moshen's fingers penetrated into her hair and slowly slid to the bottom. Are you worried about dad?

Well, there is... she wanted to speak but stopped.

He asked her: What else?

Thinking of you being in my house, next to my room, it felt so wonderful that I couldn’t sleep.

Then I'll sleep with you?

Lin Miaomiao nodded immediately and dragged his hand into his room.

It was his first time to come to her room, and there were still many girlish elements in it, including floral wallpaper, white lace sheets and quilt covers, and the ornaments on the desk all had cartoon elements.

Seeing Qin Moshen looking around, she asked him: Brother, do you still remember the lemon tree in the past?

Um.Qin Moshen followed her to the balcony and looked down, below?

Yes.Lin Miaomiao pointed down and looked, she grew taller.

Under the moonlight, the leaves of this lemon tree are green and their long branches even rise to a location near the second floor.

Who would have thought that they, who were strangers back then, could still witness the same lemon tree together.

Lin Miaomiao squatted down and tried hard to pick the lemon hanging on the branches from the middle of the railing.

Qin Moshen suddenly remembered the way she was lying on his back and picking lemons.

After so many years, they have all changed, but they seem to have not changed.

Like a fateful bond.

I'll do it.

Qin Moshen signaled her to leave, then squatted in her position just now, stretched out her long hand and picked the yellow lemon at the top.

He lifted the lemon to the tip of her nose and rubbed it gently to you.

The fragrance of lemon came to his nose, and Lin Miaomiao was itchy when he rubbed his nose. He raised his eyes and saw the corners of his lips slightly curled, his heart pounding.

She reached out to hold the lemon, brother, do you want to drink lemonade?

No.He picked her up directly, took her back to the bedroom, and threw it on the bed.

Go to bed early.

Lin Miaomiao's bed is not small, and she can sleep with two people.

She was hugged from behind by him, tightly in her arms.

Surrounded by his body temperature, the little bit of coolness in early autumn suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Miaomiao, go to bed quickly.Qin Moshen tied up her long hair and kissed her snow-white neck.

good.

She lowered her head and smelled the scent of lemon, her heart gradually calmed down and soon fell asleep.

By the time she woke up, the room was already lit.

She opened her eyes sleepyly, but was stunned for a moment.

The hand she hung around her waist was still behind her last night, but there was another face sleeping in front.

Her handsome face, full of tiredness, slightly frown eyebrows, straight nose, and tight lips.

She felt like she was in a dream and couldn't help but stretch out her fingers.

His fingertips were on the center of his eyebrows, and he traced them along the bridge of his nose, and finally fell between his lips.

Xu Zeyan?