Engraved in Bone

When Shen Xingzhi saw Lan Yan, the stupid man still had the usual radiance, and his face was pale and weak. When he saw him, he smiled at him.

"What's laughing?" Shen Xingzhi asked.

"I don't know." Lan Yan shook her head, still smiling, and the fox eyes smiled. "But when I look at you, I feel happy and want to smile at you."

"Are you my lady? Why am I so nervous when I see you, so happy."

"I think you are the best-looking person in the world, even better than that person just now."

Lan Yan is talking about an engraver.

Love words are like a steady stream of river water. The ears of Shen Xingzhi are a little bit ashamed. When he goes up, he directly covers the other's mouth and coughs a few times: "Okay, don't say it, I know it."

Lan Yu, who had been engraved for a long time, had forgotten what name he called and who he was, but when he saw Shen Xingzhi, he followed him eagerly; when the other party was angry, he would change his furry tail to coax.

"Well, aren't you really my maiden? But I look at you and feel happy and feel happy. I should have liked you very much."

"Well, just leave me alone. If you are not happy, you should be happy if you touch my tail."

"Well, why do I have a tail, don't you?"

"Of them ..."

"Shut up." Shen Xingzhi was a little annoyed, and yelled at each other directly, showing Lan Lan's pitiful appearance, unconsciously a little softened his tone: "You go out alone, don't stay by my side and watch me . "

Lan Yan smiled and laughed again: "But I like to watch it like this all the time."

"Why?"

"Because it's the best looking person in the world."

After a few moments of silence, Shen Xingzhi's voice was a little dull, and asked, "If I disfigured, or if I grow old one day, do I no longer have the present look?"

Seeing Lan Di's distressed look, he smiled, and could not help but hold his lips tightly: "Forget it."

Shen Xingzhi, look at how many people admire your face. If one day you grow old and Fenghua is no longer, will these people really love you? Lan Yan is so good to you, but it's because you look good.

What if you don't look good?

Seeing that she was displeased by Shen Xingzhi, Lan Yan turned into a fox, jumped onto the other's lap, and kissed the other's hand with the fox's mouth.

After all, don't be unhappy.

Shen Xingzhi likes this kind of orchid, touching the soft fur of the other side, the warm feeling makes him truly feel the existence of the other side.

Absolutely, Shen Xingzhi allowed Lan Ying to go to his bed, but it must be transformed into his original body.

As long as she can get closer, Lan Ye thinks it doesn't matter what it is. She turned into a fox early, curling up in the bed and waiting for Shen Xing to come.

At midnight, Shen Xingzhi found that the fox in his arms was shaking.

As if he was afraid of disturbing his sleep, the fox's body began to convulse, and in the silent night, the rattle of bones and the weeping of the fox were clearly heard. Seemingly inadvertently, Shen Xingzhi moved manually, holding the fox in his arms tighter.

He couldn't see the fox, but could only see a faint outline. The warm touch wet his hands, and Shen Xingzhi took a moment.

The silly big man who always laughs, seems to cry ...

Does the fox cry? Shen Xingzhi didn't know, but the fox in her arms might really cry.

Shen Xingzhi didn't feel regret, but there was always an unexplainable emotion spreading in his heart. Maybe, he hugs, he hugs just fine.

Don't silly big men like him the most? Maybe he was holding him and the silly big man was not so uncomfortable?

With a self-deceiving smile, Shen Xingzhi hugged the fox tighter, learning the movements of his mother in memory, gently patting each other's back, and humming a gentle minor key in his mouth.

Shen Xingzhi is famous for his piano dance, but his throat is not bad. After training, he has a special flavor. The gentle minor tone brings the youth's composure no longer indifferent to the world, like bringing people back to the past when they were young.

That was when he was the youngest son of the Shen family, and thunderstorms were very heavy at night, and he was very ill. He was often irritable and unwilling to fall asleep. The house in the thunder and lightning was the last place of comfort. The mother would always hum a minor key like this, gently shake him and caress his back, and let go of all his anxieties little by little.

"Of mine, it will be the happiest child in the world, because his father and mother love him very much."

But my mother is not happy at all.

It is no longer the youngest son of the Shen family, everyone in the world likes to call it the rabbit grandfather, or jokingly called the son.

The man said nothing bad, he really imagined that he was the little boy of the Shen family. But he has grown up long ago, and is no longer the youngest son of the Shen family; besides the silly big man always loves to call him.

Maybe it was too long. When the fox called him like this, he always remembered the little boy and the memories.

He used to coax the fox, but now there are two more tear marks on his face. Although the fox is still shaking, the big tail learns what he just looked like, shaking his voice and gently patting his back: " Do n’t cry, do n’t cry. ”

It's really a silly big man.

Shen Xingzhi suddenly felt that he seemed too much.

Lan Yan in memory always likes to stick to himself, just like a big brother who is loved by his family. He does not know the world and never understands his embarrassing complexion. He also likes to squint his fox eyes and call him with a hippie smile. Speak out.

No matter what you do, Lan Yan will always tolerate herself, as if he has no temper, and always warms himself up.

No matter before or after carving.

Shen Xingzhi suddenly wanted to be prostituted. He looked at the fox in front of him. If Ruo was still the pride of the family at that time, he did not take any malicious intentions, but just a wayward tone: "Hey, fox, you become human."

"I want to kiss you."

As soon as the words fell, the fox in his arms grew up instantly, adapting to the dark sinking movements to see the dense sweat beads on Lan's forehead by moonlight. The eyes were watery, shiny, and asked carefully Says: "Well, can I?"

It wasn't long before the little boy was blushing and turned his head away: "If you don't kiss, I'll just go to sleep."

The soft touch came from the lips in an instant, and Shen Xingzhi's eyes were covered by the palm of his hand, and nothing was visible. The features in the dark are the most sensitive. He heard the water stains lingering between his lips and teeth, and the silly big man whispered in a crying voice.

"My kiss, my kiss will not hurt."

After lingering, Shen Xingzhi responded more enthusiastically.

Lan Yan, I'm sorry.

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The little boy relented. Oh oh