She sat up a little irritably and looked at a photo on her desk. It was a photo of herself and Xu Zhimu wearing school uniforms.

She watched it late at night more than once.

It's like going back to my senior year in high school.

But in the blink of an eye, nearly two years have passed.

Two years...

An Xiaomi looked at the two people in my photo. Time will inevitably leave some traces.

Two years ago, he and she in high school.

At that time, the two of them were wearing school uniforms and still looked childish. It was the breath of youth and green memories that only belonged to the two of them.

At that time, although the two people were restrained and refused to show it, they always saw each other in their eyes.

But now, in the eyes of that stinky guy.

It's like opening three magatama...

And I don’t know how many Huahua intestines there are.

An Xiaomi will never forget the girl who brought him food last time.

That is Cheng Fanmiao!

That's the first bad woman who dares to look down on her figure!

When the school started last time, I found out that she went to the Communication University next door to the school.

But I didn't expect that she would actually have contact with Xu Zhimu.

Moreover, I haven’t asked clearly about the meal delivery last time!

No, no, no! Forget it if you lose to Sister Ningqing.

That bad girl will never do it!

An Xiaomi jumped up from the bed and changed into casual clothes for going out.

After exiting her room, she looked around to make sure no one was coming, and then she quietly walked out of the house.

But the next moment she left, the door to the next door quietly opened a crack.

Xiaomi's mother and An's father both lifted the door frame and looked over quietly.

"Xiaomi is still over?"

"Weren't you watching? This is still a question."

"You said that now that you are at this stage, Xiaomi has been a bit...should we find a time to talk about it?"

"What are you talking about? Just think of it as a visit. If you have anything to talk about."

Xiaomi’s mother said it matter-of-factly.

Father An sighed a little: "That can't be done..."

"You have to say it yourself, she is the daughter of your old An family."

Xiaomi's mother hummed and planned to go back to sleep for a while.

An's father was left in trance for a while.

Forget it, go to the study to maintain the weapons used to punish those who violate laws and disciplines...

…

As for An Xiaomi, she knocked lightly on the door opposite, but no one responded.

An Xiaomi rolled her eyes, and then took out the key to Xu Zhimu's house from the keychain in her arms.

Both families have keys to each other's homes, so that they don't forget to bring their keys when they go out.

An Xiaomi looked furtively in the living room and found that no one seemed to be there. She slowly closed the door again.

"mom?"

An Xiaomi called out softly, walked over quietly, and found that Xu's father and mother were not in the master bedroom either.

She returned to the living room and looked at the hot tea on the table, which was still emitting some steam.

Apparently this one just left not long ago.

Did he go out to buy something?

An Xiaomi thought to herself, and then came to the door of Xu Zhimu's room. It was impossible for Sister Ningqing to continue to sleep in at this time.

Either they were cooking or going out together.

An Xiaomi gently turned the door handle, revealing a gap. Sure enough, there was no sign of Sister Ningqing in the room.

On the bed, only Xu Zhimu was asleep.

An Xiaomi felt relieved immediately, and she slowly walked into the room.

The layout of the room remains the same as before.

An Xiaomi stood in the room and looked at it for a while, then his eyes moved to Xu Zhimu, who was still sleeping.

An Xiaomi twitched her little nose...

Hum hum... still a little bit... of heather.

He must have done something bad again.

An Xiaomi opened the window wider.

Then, she came to Xu Zhimu's bed again, and slowly squatted down, looking at Xu Zhimu's cheek.

She was also slightly in a trance.

In fact, his appearance is not very different from that of his senior year in high school.

Of course, he is more handsome and mature. Even with his current lazy appearance, he still maintains a charm that boys of the same age do not possess.

Well, of course there are some bonus points where beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

An Xiaomi held her delicate cheeks and looked at Xu Zhimu like a lazy pig.

Three years ago, I would occasionally wake up early and call Xu Zhimu to wake up.

Of course, at that time, Xu Zhimu was as small as a ball. As a boy in adolescence, there was always some strange smell in the room.

It also metabolizes quickly, so my face is always oily in the morning.

At that time, he was not liked by other girls at all.

The girl who is willing to stay by his side is obviously only him.

But in the blink of an eye, it was only a short year or two, but so many things happened.

He is also about to get engaged.

Well, with other girls.

An Xiaomi stared blankly at Xu Zhimu, who was still sleeping, with a slight luster shining in the corners of her eyes.

The majestic light from the window blew her hair, sending out a delicate fragrance. Xu Zhimu moved his nose in his sleep.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Subconsciously, he reached out and grabbed An Xiaomi's little hand.

She still wanted to pull him into his bed.

An Xiaomi was caught off guard and startled, and was about to speak out.

"Wife, sleep with me..."

Xu Zhimu called subconsciously, with a hint of laziness and a hint of doting in his voice.

An Xiaomi's heart was trembling slightly at the words "My wife."

It seemed to remind her of the winter when the two had just met.

He was lying on the hospital bed, and Xu Zhimu came to see him while holding chicken soup.

That small, childish voice is extremely warm.

"Sister Xiaomi, you must get well soon. I still want to play with you."

"Yeah, brother Zhimu, you are so kind to me. I'm worried about what I will do if no one comes to see me when I get sick..."

"No! I will always be with you!"

"But... what if you ask for a wife in the future? Your wife will definitely not let you take care of other girls."

At that time, An Xiaomi looked at Xu Zhimu innocently.

The little Xu Zhimu thought seriously for a long time, and then said seriously: "It's so troublesome...Then I won't ask for a wife."

"That won't work either. If you don't find a wife, your uncle and aunt won't agree."

"Well, but then I won't be able to take care of you."
To be continued...