Xuan Fei continues to be a good baby egg that doesn't have money to sell,

"Good night Ye.(.)"

Xuanye turned his cheek slightly, closed his eyes and didn't look at him.

Xuan Fei thought to himself that the Emperor was such a cold and beautiful flower of the high mountain. He leaned over with a smile, and twisted his butt out with a feeling of "God, you sleep, the mistress will leave."

...

"Click---"

With a slight sound of the lock, the whole room fell into excessive silence for a moment, exuding a silent loneliness.

Xuanye then slowly opened his eyes, turned his cheeks over, and looked at the closed door.

Outside the door.

Xuan Fei's slender palm loosened from the handle of the door. Suddenly, his grinning smile faintly stopped.

Jing stood for half a minute before turning around and going downstairs.

The night outside the window became darker, with a cool cold air, and a thin layer of mist condensed in the transparent glass.

...

Until the second half of the night.

Xuanye woke up from thirst, lifted the quilt and sat up, took the empty glass of hot milk before soaking in bedside table, and went downstairs to pour water to drink.

In the living room, the floor lamp next to the coffee table was lit. Xuan Fei was already asleep while lying on the sofa.

Xuanye went to the dining table to pour a glass of cold white water to quench his thirst and was about to return to the room.

When I passed the coffee table, I suddenly stopped and looked at the man sleeping on the sofa.

Even though the sofa is wide enough, it still looks a little shorter for the high altitude of 1.87 meters. The two slender and tall legs can only bend their knees and curl up. One corner of the wrapped cashmere blanket falls on the carpet next to the sofa, which makes it particularly aggrieved.

...

Xuanye suddenly thought of when they were young.

Because they are triplets and have a second child, the third son is obviously malnourished since he was born, which is specifically reflected in his height and weight, and Xiao Feifei is smaller and thinner.

In his impression of being a teenager, this little bastard has always been half a head shorter with his dick.

So whenever he was fighting for special training in a single soldier, he was beaten down by him or his dick. This little idiot would be so angry that he was slutty, whispering while beating the sand, saying that if his brothers were tall, they would definitely be able to win in seconds. So he was not weak, but he would be curious about his mother being unfair to treat him when he was in the womb.

Ji Tianmo was so angry that he stepped on him hard.

"Get out of here! You are not capable of knocking down your brother and playing tricks on me!"

Then the mistress cried even more and she burst into tears, rolling around all over the room, which was so artificial.

...

Thinking of this, Xuanye pursed the corner of his lower lip slightly, and a hint of warmth passed by.

Those memories are vivid in my mind.

Until he was sixteen or seventeen years old, the mistress was a little shorter than him and his second child. Later, Xuan Fei entered the supermodel industry and moved out of his home. Since then, he and Xuan Fei have met less and less often, because the mistress has deliberately avoided him.

So I don’t know when it was, but when he saw the mistress again, he found that he was almost the same height as him, and even a little bit higher.

At that time, he had a moment of trance, a hint of shock, surprise, and loss, which was very complicated.

It seems that the few centimeters taller are the abyss that he and Xuan Fei can never cross the past.

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