The middle price of houses in Sanapnack, Long Island, New York is more than $4 million, making it the most expensive town in the United States. However, that happened after 2000. There were several farmlands here, and farmers enjoyed a leisurely life and the atmosphere of the Atlantic Ocean.
In a house closer to East Hampton, the surrounding neighbors know that every winter.
There will always be two very beautiful Chinese girls who will come here to live for a while.
The two little girls are one of the sisters and the other are sisters. The sister is generous and has a gentle and elegant temperament. The sister is cute and quiet, but she has a pair of smart and jumping eyes, always spinning around, not knowing what she is thinking.
Unlike many ordinary people, sisters and sisters always quarrel. This pair of sisters always feels very warm when they are together. The younger sister is very attached to her and always follows her, like a little follower. She follows wherever her sister goes. Later, the local old farmer knows that the younger sister's mother died early. The older sister is not just an older sister, but also the one who takes care of her, protects her, and gives her warmth and care.
My sister can play the piano. Whenever the sunset shines into the window and falls golden all over the floor, my sister will play beautiful music. My sister always holds her big doll and sits beside her and watches obediently. One year when the sisters came here together, my sister also sat on the piano bench with her sister, and her two pairs of slender and white hands played a harmonious music on the keys.
My sister can dance ballet, which is a good talent for some high-class ladies. When the elegant song was played, my sister tiptoed, like an elegant swan, exuding a moving temperament. My sister looked at her enviously, trying to lift her thin calves higher. At this time, my sister would always come over to make her be careful, for fear that she would be so stubborn that she would hurt herself too much.
My sister likes to read books. She flirts with her big names that she can't get interested or cannot understand. Her sister frowns, and she can't understand these things either. However, she will pester her sister to tell her stories. Her sister will tell many stories, not the kind that American children often hear. There is a monkey jumping out of a stone, a big man running chasing the sun, and a rabbit that makes bitter Chinese medicine in the moon.
The sister dropped her big head, hugged her sister and leaned her together, looked at the quiet scenery outside the window, and told the story vividly. The exaggerated tone made the sister involuntarily lift her spirits, the lowered voice made her hug her sister's arm in fear, and the excitement made her clench her fists.
When Christmas came, the servant brought the largest Christmas tree, and the sister and sister dressed up together.
Wrap the small light bulbs in circles!
Hang up many cute little dolls and shiny patches.
The sister hid her Christmas gift under the Christmas tree.
Then I asked my sister to look for her, and every time I surprised her, there was the latest version of Barbie doll, a cute princess dress like a doll, and a chocolate made by my sister.
My sister only writes Merry Christmas on her poorly-made cards, but my sister is also very happy. Every card is collected safely in her treasure chest.
Most of the peers have such boxes, and they store them where they will never forget wherever they bring them, and they think the most important things.
It was much colder at that time, and it would snow on Christmas. Large swaths of snow piled up a thick layer on the ground. At this time, my sister always rushed out excitedly with a small shovel. My sister would follow behind, reminding her to put on long leather boots, put on scarves, put on gloves and ear bags, and then the sisters had round snowmen, one big and one small. My sister said that the younger sister was so cute, and my sister said that the older sister was so beautiful.
They stood in front of the snowman, as if they were looking at the two sisters, and at that time they hoped that the snowman would never melt Ah.
Even though the room was very warm at night, my sister would squeeze into her bed. Listening to her sister's story, looking at the vast snow scene outside the window, her eyes gradually became blurred, and she fell asleep under her armpits. Her sister's quilt always made her feel warm and relieved.
One year, the old farmer Jackson suddenly found that his sister was the only one here, and he asked her.Where did my sister go? My sister said she would come, but I just arrived here and waited for her first.
My sister dressed up as a Christmas tree alone, still hiding the gift in the same place. When she got up the next day, she foolishly looked forward to the gift disappearing. She opened the leaves of the tree, and the gift was still there quietly.
The sister built two snowmen alone, and they were still two snowmen, one big and one small. She pointed to the little snowman and said, "You are my sister, so cute." She pointed to the big snowman and said, "You are my sister and you have to take good care of your sister." The next day, she came down with a small umbrella and wanted to cover the sun for the little snowman. The two snowmen were kicked into dirty snowballs by the naughty child.
My sister was lying alone in the quilt, reading the storybook in a low voice, and she couldn't sleep no matter how hard she was.
The snowflakes outside the window fell in large tracts, accumulating little by little on the edge of the glass wall, finally making the people in the room hazy vision. The charcoal in the fireplace was still burning brightly. The whole room was warm, Anshui told Qin An such a story quietly, but tears flowed down. People always have to grow up, right?
Sister is so important to Anshui. She is used to giving away many things she cherishes and regards as treasures to her sister. Just like Qin An, she thinks that being with her sister is more suitable than being with her, so she arranged that blind date, arranged many dates, and finally brought the two together.
Perhaps at Qin An’s wedding, the person who showed the happiest and warmest smile was not the groom and the bride but the sister.
Qin An didn't know what to say. People always had to grow up. Many feelings and things that they cherished when they were young gradually became indifferent. The feelings between Sister Anshui may have some more complicated reasons, but they also aroused Qin An's thoughts and remained silent.
Just say "Sister Anshui" and just think that you are a good little brother. Who knows that you will bully people too. When you grow up, will you also leave people aside?Anshui blinked his eyes, tears still hung on his long eyelashes, and the hazy water in his eyes covered the flashing fear.
Qin An knew that Anshui was not just talking casually.
She was so worried. After all, she was much older than Qin An. Qin An inadvertently told some jokes about being old and ugly. An Shui lost her mother in her early years, and the gap between her sister left some shadows in her heart. She longed for a caring and warm relationship, but was even more afraid of losing. She accepted Qin An and walked into her heart, but could not let herself not worry. Qin An would leave her one day.
The gorgeous and exquisite are like Anshui, who admires the most attractive oil paintings of famous artists. Her heart is not as strong as she looks. While she is caring for others, she also needs someone to hold her heart carefully while playing the image of a perfect sister.
Sister Anshui, I am not bullying you, I just like you, thinking about you, and wish I could possess you like this, because I was as scared as you, afraid of you leaving me, throwing me away and throwing me to others... Haven't you ever thought like this?Qin An hugged Anshui tightly, kissed her wet eyelashes, looked at her round and elegant face, and leaned against her weak shoulders. The warmth of the two of them leaning together made him reluctant to let go.
I didn't have such thoughts... but you don't know... An Shui's eyes were filled with throbbing joy, and sweetly overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and the faint sorrow gradually dissipated.
Will I sleep well with you tonight?Tomorrow we will get up early to build a snowman. A big snowman is Qin An’s younger brother, and a little snowman is Anshui’s older sister.Qin An carried Anshui and walked towards the room upstairs.
In the warm room, An Shui didn't dress much and felt very light when she picked it up. Qin An didn't have any effort at all, but An Shui hugged his neck nervously, with blushing cheeks. Why is the Big Snowman Qin An's little brother and the Little Snowman An Shui's big sister?The little brother is a little snowman, and the big sister is a big snowman.
Where is the reason why the big snowman's big sister let the little snowman's little brother go to bed with her?I am taller than you and stronger than you, of course I am a big snowman.Don't worry, the big snowman will take care of the little snowman and will always take care of her.Qin An said with a smile.
Sister Anshui is very good at taking care of people. Qin An can take care of her heart. She will no longer leave such a shadow in her heart, and will never let her go, and will never leave her.
You were going to hold me yourself, but I didn't want you to hold me.Anshui was placed on the bed by Qin.
She has always been taking care of people, and has never been hugged and hurt like this. Her heart and soul are actually dancing around, full of happiness.
Qin An stopped talking and reached out to untie An Shui's clothes.
You... don't bully me... Anshui looked red from the ears to his cheeks, as if he was about to seep blood. Before Qin An could do anything, he got into the quilt, took off his coat and pants, and wore a warm set of thin cotton underwear.
No, it’s just that the eldest sister and the younger brother enjoy the warm bed in winter.Qin An also took off his clothes. He knew that An Shui was very fragile at this time. If he really wanted to do something with her, she might not refuse tactfully, but that was not what she wanted.
She just wants a kind of caring warmth and warm happiness for two people. She hugged each other, and the same bed beating two hearts that were attached to each other.
In a house closer to East Hampton, the surrounding neighbors know that every winter.
There will always be two very beautiful Chinese girls who will come here to live for a while.
The two little girls are one of the sisters and the other are sisters. The sister is generous and has a gentle and elegant temperament. The sister is cute and quiet, but she has a pair of smart and jumping eyes, always spinning around, not knowing what she is thinking.
Unlike many ordinary people, sisters and sisters always quarrel. This pair of sisters always feels very warm when they are together. The younger sister is very attached to her and always follows her, like a little follower. She follows wherever her sister goes. Later, the local old farmer knows that the younger sister's mother died early. The older sister is not just an older sister, but also the one who takes care of her, protects her, and gives her warmth and care.
My sister can play the piano. Whenever the sunset shines into the window and falls golden all over the floor, my sister will play beautiful music. My sister always holds her big doll and sits beside her and watches obediently. One year when the sisters came here together, my sister also sat on the piano bench with her sister, and her two pairs of slender and white hands played a harmonious music on the keys.
My sister can dance ballet, which is a good talent for some high-class ladies. When the elegant song was played, my sister tiptoed, like an elegant swan, exuding a moving temperament. My sister looked at her enviously, trying to lift her thin calves higher. At this time, my sister would always come over to make her be careful, for fear that she would be so stubborn that she would hurt herself too much.
My sister likes to read books. She flirts with her big names that she can't get interested or cannot understand. Her sister frowns, and she can't understand these things either. However, she will pester her sister to tell her stories. Her sister will tell many stories, not the kind that American children often hear. There is a monkey jumping out of a stone, a big man running chasing the sun, and a rabbit that makes bitter Chinese medicine in the moon.
The sister dropped her big head, hugged her sister and leaned her together, looked at the quiet scenery outside the window, and told the story vividly. The exaggerated tone made the sister involuntarily lift her spirits, the lowered voice made her hug her sister's arm in fear, and the excitement made her clench her fists.
When Christmas came, the servant brought the largest Christmas tree, and the sister and sister dressed up together.
Wrap the small light bulbs in circles!
Hang up many cute little dolls and shiny patches.
The sister hid her Christmas gift under the Christmas tree.
Then I asked my sister to look for her, and every time I surprised her, there was the latest version of Barbie doll, a cute princess dress like a doll, and a chocolate made by my sister.
My sister only writes Merry Christmas on her poorly-made cards, but my sister is also very happy. Every card is collected safely in her treasure chest.
Most of the peers have such boxes, and they store them where they will never forget wherever they bring them, and they think the most important things.
It was much colder at that time, and it would snow on Christmas. Large swaths of snow piled up a thick layer on the ground. At this time, my sister always rushed out excitedly with a small shovel. My sister would follow behind, reminding her to put on long leather boots, put on scarves, put on gloves and ear bags, and then the sisters had round snowmen, one big and one small. My sister said that the younger sister was so cute, and my sister said that the older sister was so beautiful.
They stood in front of the snowman, as if they were looking at the two sisters, and at that time they hoped that the snowman would never melt Ah.
Even though the room was very warm at night, my sister would squeeze into her bed. Listening to her sister's story, looking at the vast snow scene outside the window, her eyes gradually became blurred, and she fell asleep under her armpits. Her sister's quilt always made her feel warm and relieved.
One year, the old farmer Jackson suddenly found that his sister was the only one here, and he asked her.Where did my sister go? My sister said she would come, but I just arrived here and waited for her first.
My sister dressed up as a Christmas tree alone, still hiding the gift in the same place. When she got up the next day, she foolishly looked forward to the gift disappearing. She opened the leaves of the tree, and the gift was still there quietly.
The sister built two snowmen alone, and they were still two snowmen, one big and one small. She pointed to the little snowman and said, "You are my sister, so cute." She pointed to the big snowman and said, "You are my sister and you have to take good care of your sister." The next day, she came down with a small umbrella and wanted to cover the sun for the little snowman. The two snowmen were kicked into dirty snowballs by the naughty child.
My sister was lying alone in the quilt, reading the storybook in a low voice, and she couldn't sleep no matter how hard she was.
The snowflakes outside the window fell in large tracts, accumulating little by little on the edge of the glass wall, finally making the people in the room hazy vision. The charcoal in the fireplace was still burning brightly. The whole room was warm, Anshui told Qin An such a story quietly, but tears flowed down. People always have to grow up, right?
Sister is so important to Anshui. She is used to giving away many things she cherishes and regards as treasures to her sister. Just like Qin An, she thinks that being with her sister is more suitable than being with her, so she arranged that blind date, arranged many dates, and finally brought the two together.
Perhaps at Qin An’s wedding, the person who showed the happiest and warmest smile was not the groom and the bride but the sister.
Qin An didn't know what to say. People always had to grow up. Many feelings and things that they cherished when they were young gradually became indifferent. The feelings between Sister Anshui may have some more complicated reasons, but they also aroused Qin An's thoughts and remained silent.
Just say "Sister Anshui" and just think that you are a good little brother. Who knows that you will bully people too. When you grow up, will you also leave people aside?Anshui blinked his eyes, tears still hung on his long eyelashes, and the hazy water in his eyes covered the flashing fear.
Qin An knew that Anshui was not just talking casually.
She was so worried. After all, she was much older than Qin An. Qin An inadvertently told some jokes about being old and ugly. An Shui lost her mother in her early years, and the gap between her sister left some shadows in her heart. She longed for a caring and warm relationship, but was even more afraid of losing. She accepted Qin An and walked into her heart, but could not let herself not worry. Qin An would leave her one day.
The gorgeous and exquisite are like Anshui, who admires the most attractive oil paintings of famous artists. Her heart is not as strong as she looks. While she is caring for others, she also needs someone to hold her heart carefully while playing the image of a perfect sister.
Sister Anshui, I am not bullying you, I just like you, thinking about you, and wish I could possess you like this, because I was as scared as you, afraid of you leaving me, throwing me away and throwing me to others... Haven't you ever thought like this?Qin An hugged Anshui tightly, kissed her wet eyelashes, looked at her round and elegant face, and leaned against her weak shoulders. The warmth of the two of them leaning together made him reluctant to let go.
I didn't have such thoughts... but you don't know... An Shui's eyes were filled with throbbing joy, and sweetly overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and the faint sorrow gradually dissipated.
Will I sleep well with you tonight?Tomorrow we will get up early to build a snowman. A big snowman is Qin An’s younger brother, and a little snowman is Anshui’s older sister.Qin An carried Anshui and walked towards the room upstairs.
In the warm room, An Shui didn't dress much and felt very light when she picked it up. Qin An didn't have any effort at all, but An Shui hugged his neck nervously, with blushing cheeks. Why is the Big Snowman Qin An's little brother and the Little Snowman An Shui's big sister?The little brother is a little snowman, and the big sister is a big snowman.
Where is the reason why the big snowman's big sister let the little snowman's little brother go to bed with her?I am taller than you and stronger than you, of course I am a big snowman.Don't worry, the big snowman will take care of the little snowman and will always take care of her.Qin An said with a smile.
Sister Anshui is very good at taking care of people. Qin An can take care of her heart. She will no longer leave such a shadow in her heart, and will never let her go, and will never leave her.
You were going to hold me yourself, but I didn't want you to hold me.Anshui was placed on the bed by Qin.
She has always been taking care of people, and has never been hugged and hurt like this. Her heart and soul are actually dancing around, full of happiness.
Qin An stopped talking and reached out to untie An Shui's clothes.
You... don't bully me... Anshui looked red from the ears to his cheeks, as if he was about to seep blood. Before Qin An could do anything, he got into the quilt, took off his coat and pants, and wore a warm set of thin cotton underwear.
No, it’s just that the eldest sister and the younger brother enjoy the warm bed in winter.Qin An also took off his clothes. He knew that An Shui was very fragile at this time. If he really wanted to do something with her, she might not refuse tactfully, but that was not what she wanted.
She just wants a kind of caring warmth and warm happiness for two people. She hugged each other, and the same bed beating two hearts that were attached to each other.
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