:Gelan blinked. The hairs that were tilted towards Bu were like the long grass leaves growing on the bank of Bunu’s intellectual spoon on the river bank, and there was still some sleepiness on his cheeks.

But she still looked at Sun Cheng mysteriously, as if something very magical and interesting was discovered by her.

Although he knew that if Ye Zhulan had discovered what Qin An and Sun Cheng had happened, it would be impossible for him to be like this, Sun Cheng was still a little guilty when Ye Zhulan saw it.

"What are you always watching me?" Sun Cheng deliberately stopped looking at Ye Zhulan, and lifted the quilt on his own. He always felt a special atmosphere, which should be the kind that boys and girls would have when they were intimate.

"Where is Qin An? Ye Zhulan looked around and asked.

"I'm still waiting to be caught, I'm leaving." Ye Zhulan's thoughts were here for a while, and then jumped again. Sun Cheng was hanging from her, looking at her with itchy teeth, and the most disgusting thing was not to say.

"Oh Ye Zhulan sat up cross-legged, revealing that mysterious look again, "Guess what dream I had this morning?"

"How can I guess?" Sun Cheng felt relieved and looked at her viciously, "It must not be a good dream. If you ruin me in the dream, I will not be able to spare you."

"Then forget it, I won't tell you." Ye Zhulan covered her mouth, as if she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself, and then she was taught by Sun Suan.

Sun Cheng ignored her. Ye Zhulan did not show up, and she would not force Qin An to make a choice.

Qin An said that it is impossible to give up for whom and who is young. Before Qin An said this, Sun Su was worried countless times. Will there be a day when Ye Zhulan still have no way to accept the three of them being together. In the end, Qin An might leave him. He held Ye Zhulan's hand, and the two were still a pair.

Sun Cheng stretched out his hands, but no one held it.

"But I wanted to give it. After enduring it for a while, Ye Zhulan couldn't help it. How could he hide something fun and interesting? Ye Zhulan felt so uncomfortable if he didn't say it out.

"Tell me." Looking at Ye Zhulan's look of wanting to say but not daring to say it, Sun Cheng raised a smile on his lips, and was also a little curious about what Ye Zhulan's dream was. Although he guessed a few points, he had to listen to her say it before confirming it.

"Then you don't blame me." Ye Zhulan wanted to be safer.

"Tell me quickly. If I don't say it, I don't want to listen." Sun Cheng still had a stern face.

"Okay, okay, I said." Ye Zhulan took a pillow first and put it in front of his chest to block it, and said with a smile: "I dreamed this morning that Qin An was eating your meat bag.

Sun Cheng's heart trembled, and Ye Zhulan really looked at it. Many people have this situation. They are confused when they sleep and will be awakened by something. They open their eyes and take a look and then continue to sleep. They will probably not have any impression when they wake up. Some people will only think it is a little shadow left in their dreams. Ye Zhulan probably felt that such a picture was impossible to have, so they just regarded it as an absurd dream.

"You female hooligan, no wonder Qin An and you are a couple. You are a male hooligan or a female hooligan. Although this is true, she should be guilty, but when Ye Zhulan said it in a playful tone, Sun Cheng was still a little embarrassed.

"I said that I shouldn't blame my Ye Zhulan for running under the bed. Sun said that his legs were long and he could run far away all at once. Ye Zhulan must be ready to escape first. "Okay, you still think I was not at a loss enough. My first kiss was because you threw it to Qin An. Now you still want Qin An to treat me like this. Do you want me to be his girlfriend? Let's kick you while Sun said angrily.

"Hehe, I kissed you. Your mother and my mother thought you were his girlfriend, so they kicked me aside. "I'm so pitiful, you don't bully me anymore." Ye Zhulan looked pitiful, thinking last night that she was still wondering if Qin An would like to play the big rabbit that Sun Cheng had, but she had such a dream. Sun Biao was so big that Qin An would definitely like to play, but Ye Zhulan wouldn't let him play the Sun Cheng. Ye Zhulan was already very confident. She saw that her mother's mother and Sun Cheng were both bigger than Sun Cheng's mother, and her mother would grow as big as the big rabbit in the future. Her little rabbit grew into a big rabbit that was bigger than the big rabbit. Qin An had enough of playing.

"You have to have a better memory. The last time you talked in a sleep, you caused such a big trouble now, and gave up your boyfriend. Qin An and I heard the sleep you said last night. It made me feel embarrassed. If you still talked to your mother like this, I have to sew your mouth." Sun Cheng was really worried about this. She probably didn't remember what Ye Zhulan said last night, and maybe she would say it in her dream.

"What am I talking about in my sleep?" Ye Zhulan asked curiously.

"You ask Qin An where to go to Sun Suan, where is the nerve to repeat.

Ye Zhulan nodded. The last time she was talking in her sleep, she asked her mother what she said. If her mother didn't tell her, Qin An would definitely tell her.

Qin An left Sun Cheng and Ye Zhulan's room, looked at the river water outside the large floor-to-ceiling glass viewing wall in the living room, and guessed that Kuang Yongmei and Zhong Huaiyu could not get up so early, so he went to the study to get a Gibran poem, and sat on the sand facing the river in the living room and started to look around.

We are about to take the martial arts exam. Today, we should no longer try to check for omissions and make the physical knowledge and thinking in our minds entangled. Looking at literary things will make it easier for us to have a good state.

Qin An read a few poems and felt a little negligent. He put down the book, ran to the bedroom, lifted the quilt, got into the quilt, rolled it up a few times, then kicked the quilt with both feet, so that the edge of the quilt would show the wrinkles that had been sleeping as much as possible, and then rubbed the flat sheets, pressing a mark in the center of the bed.

After looking carefully, it looked like the same thing. Qin An returned to the living room and continued to read with his poems. After a while, Zhong Huaiyu walked out. She grabbed the charming and gentle length with one hand, revealing the slender and smooth white serpent neck. Her delicate collarbone revealed the delicate body. Her body has always been bad. She has been recuperating better recently, but now she has no use of the sick beauty and weak willows when Qin An first met her.

"Qin An got up so early." Zhong Huaiyu moved over, looked at Qin Anna's collection of poems and said with a smile: "You still read this." Unfortunately, I didn't go to school well before. Foreign literature sounded very longing for it, but I was always unwilling to read the translation, and I didn't have the ability to read the original ones."

"Some people say that one person reads one article in his life. A collection of poems and a history is enough. I think that Aunt Zhong's mother has the taste of the Book of Songs and has such temperament. Looking at Gibran again, it will be a mess. Qin An flatters when he gets the chance. A good son-in-law who is ambitious to take away his daughter should prepare for the future. She starts to flatter her mother-in-law before she even has a single horoscope.

"The taste of the Book of Songs? Zhonghuai raised his eyebrows, his smile had not dissipated, and he glared at Qin An angrily, and there was a hint of shame. This look was the same as Sun Cheng, and the mother and daughter were very similar.

"I mean, the ancient style is light, elegant and leisurely." Qin An's flattery hit the horse's feet, and quickly make up for it. Although it is very straightforward, if you praise her for a woman of this age, you will not be as shy as a little girl, calling you a hooligan." Qin An praised it just now, but it was implicit and unintelligent. The famous ones in the Book of Songs are "A graceful lady, a gentleman is a good match." The taste here is not suitable for Zhong Huaiyu. There are many bold sentences in the Book of Songs. Zhong Huaiyu knows, and Qin An knows it, so Zhong Huaiyu blames him for flattering.

"Since I talk about the Book of Songs, I will take the questions of the Book of Songs and test you a few questions." Zhong Huaiyu Xiaorao said with interest.

Qin An felt a lot of pressure. This mother-in-law was a woman who was pampered in ancient times. She didn't have to work hard and eat and wear food. She either studied or drank tea, raised flowers and grass all day long. The exam was definitely related. Qin An had to do his best to do his best.

"Does there a Book of Songs in your study?" Zhong Huaiyu did not directly give the title.

"Yes, I'll get Qin An for you and stand up.

Zhong Huaiyu held him down, "I'll just go get it.

"Okay, Qin An sat down with a smile.

Zhong Huaiyu walked into Qin An's room and looked at the living room. Qin An couldn't see this direction. He lifted Qin An's quilt, without Sun Cheng's body fragrance and long head. The bed sheets that the two of them slept on were also significantly different from those that the bed sheets that the two of them slept on. Although Zhong Huaiyu felt that Qin An might not have been sleeping in the bed for a long time, it was obvious that Sun Cheng's slept on the bed last night.

Zhong Huaiyu will let go of her mind for the time being.

Zhong Huaiyu looked for a book of "The Book of Songs" in the study, but it was just an ordinary printed version. Zhong Huaiyu flipped through it, took a pen, looked for a few sentences to mark it, then put the bookmark and took it out for Qin An.

"Now if you think about it, what should you say when I ask you the taste of the Book of Songs? Zhong Huaiyu thinks Qin An is smart enough that he should be able to understand his meaning, and she doesn't want to preach too much.

"Si Wuxie Qin An originally wanted to praise others, but he didn't think about competing with Zhong Huaiyu. At that time, he praised him casually.

Zhong Huaiyu nodded, the answer was good.

"Everyone has a beginning, and there is a end to Qin An watched Zhong Huaiyu leave, opened the book, and found a sentence by Zhong Huaiyu drawing a small line in "Da Ya? Dang". The meaning of this sentence is that it is easy to start well, but few people end well. Things are easy to start, but it is difficult to have an end.

Qin An thought for a while and found a sentence in "The National Style of the Arctic Wind 7 Beat the Drum": Life and death are bound together, and the conversation is made with Zi. Hold your hand and grow old with you.

The pen drew heavily under this sentence, and the shiny black ink lines were as deep as engraved in the heart.
Chapter completed!