Chapter 2069

Cloud poetry can't help but be astonished.

She said with a smile, "did you have a good time today?"

Just now when he was fishing for goldfish, she squatted aside. Suddenly, it felt like he was back when he was a child. He squatted on the ground to catch ants. She squatted aside, holding her head and watching quietly.

Never close.

Gong Jie fished quietly, and she watched quietly.

Perhaps maturity is too fast, so every memory of childhood is precious.

Young happiness, after all, can not go back.

Some people are nostalgic. They are just thinking about the time they can't go back.

Gong Jie dotes on to see her one eye, soft voice way, "with elder sister together, how all happy."

"Why is your mouth so sweet? It's like honey. "

Cloud poetry Jiao Chen a sentence, gently pushed his shoulder, seemingly abandoned, but full of happiness.

Gong Jie suddenly hugged her shoulder, "elder sister......"

"Well?"

Yun Shishi was stunned, but saw that he gently leaned on him, almost half of the weight of his upper body, leaning on her shoulder, very attached.

"I don't want to be separated from you." He said, with a touch of coquetry.

"I'll stay together for the rest of my life."

"But you have a brother-in-law."

Gong Jie resents a man.

Cloud poetry silent for a while, "you will marry and have children in the future."

"No."

Gong Jie despised, "I don't want to, I don't want my wife, I want my sister..."

Cloud poetry is sweet in heart, but inexplicable sour.

Is this kid playing coquetry with her?

The problem is that the power of coquetry is almost equal to that of youyou.

The same possessiveness as youyou.

In the end, it's both uncle and nephew who act in the same way.

She has heard an allusion before. It is said that the twins are lovers in the past life. Because they love each other, they are unable to stay together until the end.

If two lovers in love die in the previous life, they will become twins in the next life. They have been together since they were born.

This is God's praise for their love and faithfulness, but it is also the punishment for them not to cherish their lives.

Yun's poems are not very superstitious about this past life, but for her, Gong Jie is her patron saint when she is young.

This feeling is a deeper fetter than the one between mu Yazhe and him.

She can feel Gong Jie's dependence on her.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing her trance, Gong Jie was puzzled.

"Nothing!"

Cloud poetry returned to God, dispelled the imagination, smiled at him, "Xiao Jie, shall we go back?"

"So early?"

"Otherwise, you stay for dinner tonight, and I'll make soup for you."

But Gong Jie doubted, "can you cook?"

"Of course!" said Yun

Gong Jie impolitely splashed her cold water, "won't it be life-threatening to eat the rice you made?"

"Go away!"

"I am always responsible for my own safety."

"Don't worry, arsenic will not kill you for your constitution."

"My sister's cooking may be more poisonous than arsenic."

"Can you believe I beat you?!"

"Ten you can't beat me."

"Who said that?"

"I can lift you with one hand."

……

The two men quarreled and walked towards the car.

Gong Jie suddenly noticed something strange behind him. He turned around and took a look at a secluded tree shade. He silently turned around and felt uneasy.