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E-mail.

Shan Yao was thoughtful. The two have been in love, and there are almost no secrets between the young lovers. Many passwords are familiar with each other, as long as they have not been modified after breaking up.

After he returned to the dormitory, he logged in to Wen Ying's account, and when he entered the password, his hand paused. yay133144 was smoothly entered. He still remembers the careful thought she spent when setting the password. Girls always like to spend these careful thoughts on small details. His Yao is y, her ying is y, and the meaning of yay is self-evident.

At that time, she brought her textbook and test paper to his classroom for review. He focused on giving her the key points and correcting her test paper. She lay on the table next to hum and dreamed of making up a story. She said that the combination of the three letters of yay was like a person's face with tears to kiss. She must have been hurt by the other half, but she kindly forgave the other party. The following number is her confession when she sobbed. Life after life was said to be life after life, and became another wonderful coincidence.

One life is too little, life after life is enough.

After making up the story, she was intoxicated with his face and said to him in a broad and positive tone, "If it were me, I would forgive you. As long as you kiss me, I will forgive you."

He circled another question that she had done wrong with a red pen. Hearing the words, he turned aside and asked, "I dare to ask Miss Wen Ying, when did I do something sorry to you?"

"No matter what." She closed her eyes and muttered, "I want kisses."

He couldn't help laughing, put the test paper in his hand over her eyes, leaned over and pecked at her lips.

After that day, the two did not meet for several consecutive days. Wen Ying did not contact Shan Yao, it seemed that such a thing had never happened. She was not drunk, did not lose her temper with him, and said nothing.

Shan Yao doesn't know why he didn't take the initiative to find her.

At the weekend, when they came home, their mother and father were both there. Although they were the bosses of large companies, they both came from the bottom and worked hard. Their daily style was simple. They cooked in person when they were free. Wen Ying and Shan Yao naturally need to help. According to mother Wen, it is also to enhance the relationship between them "brother and sister".

You should know that at the beginning of the marriage between the two families, they hardly spoke when they met, and occasionally looked at each other and moved away from each other. This situation worried both parents, but they were busy with work and had no time to adjust, so they could only try to increase their chances of getting along.

So the last time Shan Yao took Wen Ying to the water park to play, mother Wen was quite surprised and ignored the details.

The pot was stir-frying and smelled of the dishes that Wen Ying likes to eat. Father Shan cut the scallions according to habit, and mother Wen looked at it. She knew that her daughter didn't like the taste of scallions, but the combined family needed to tolerate each other in many things and could not ask for everything, so she quickly withdrew her sight and didn't say much.

It was Shan Yao who turned off the fire after seeing it, and said, "Someone in the family doesn't like to eat it."

"Oh..." After returning to his thoughts, father Shan said, "Bring the plate."

Wen Ying was close to the cupboard, so she brought it over unconsciously. However, Shan Yao's arm was long, and they almost put it on the same plate at the same time. The back of their hands touched and separated, and they looked at each other, but still Wen Ying took the plate to serve the dishes. After being served, she was about to bring it to the dining room. She walked outside and met Shan Yao, who was walking to the washroom. She walked to the other side and looked up, just as he also changed sides.

Father Shan saw and said with a smile, "You guys have a tacit understanding."

Wen Ying simply handed over the dishes in her hand, "then older brother, please bring them out."

Shan Yao subconsciously accepted it and looked up. "What did you call me?"