Those Sweet Times

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Now is the peak season for skiing. In order to avoid the peak season, the two specially chose to go to the ski resort on weekdays. The chapter update is the fastest

But people are still quite a lot.

Yang Yin loved the death of Shen Zemu wearing a ski suit, and the sun was still moving, standing in the snow, straight shoulders, straight long legs, hormones to explode.

This kind of idiotic mentality led her to sneak up in the snow field like a peacock.

Shen Zemu is skiing. He only skis in the snow. He can't understand the mentality of those who are skiing and acrobatics.

But Yang Yin is doing acrobatics, stepping on the skis in the air, and when the floor is shining, the snow is splashing... He thinks it is not bad. At least pleasing to the eye.

When Yang Yin was playing, she inadvertently saw that Shen Zemu was holding a mobile phone to give her a video. She shook her **** and made mistakes and fell directly.

A little wolverine figure, like a geese shot by an arrow.

"Hey! Don't shoot, don't shoot!" Yang Yin was lying on the floor and shouting.

Shen Zemu had already put away his mobile phone and pulled her up from the ground. "Is it okay?"

"It's okay." Yang Yin stood up and said, "I fell down when I was skiing for the first time, went home and licked my ass, and then I was not afraid of falling."

Shen Zemu silently imagined the picture of Yang Yin's ass, and then he took a deep breath.

......

The snow field opened up a place this year, adding a new entertainment project to the ski car. The ski car is not a car, but a large inflatable sled. People sitting on the skis slid down from the heights, which is said to be very fast and quite exciting.

Yang Yin feels quite fun. Turning his head to Shen Zemu said: "Or, let's try?"

"Yeah." Shen Zemu turned to buy tickets.

The skier was divided into single and double, and Shen Zemu did not ask Yang Yin and bought two people directly.

The skier is very simple, and the two skiers are very close together between the two seats, and there is no barrier. Yang Yin sat in front, Shen Zemu sat behind, two long legs on both sides of her body, as if his leg hooked her into her arms.

"Sit firmly." The little brother who was responsible for pushing the sled said something, then ran a few steps on their snowmobile and sent them downhill.

The speed of the snowmobile is getting faster and faster. The scene in front of the scene becomes too fast, leaving a shadow in the retina; the wind is the sound of the wind, running the train; sometimes there is snow splashing on the face, the scary jump of the silk...

Yang Yin began to scream, "Ah! Ah!!!"

Shen Zemu only said that when she was afraid, her arms stretched forward and she held her in her arms.

Yang Yin: "..." The screams are now stuck.

She was silent, and she did not dare to move, like a frightened little sheep.

Shen Zemu tightened his arms. He felt that the double snowmobile was not designed by the serious people. The people in the snowmobile were sitting too close together and it was easy to hold them together.

Yang Yin’s heartbeat is very fast, and the rumbling is going to run out. On the one hand, the snowmobile is enough to stimulate, on the other hand, the person behind him is stimulating. She feels like she is going to die.

However, it is not bad to be able to die in his arms.

Finally, I don’t know how long it took, the snowmobile stopped.

When Yang Yin stood up from the snowmobile, her legs were soft. She took a step outside and slipped down and looked down.

Shen Zemu stretched out his arm and took it for free. He held her up.

He held her waist and looked down at her quietly. Her face was red at this moment, and some squirting hair was hanging on the bangs and eyebrows. The eyelashes flicked and the eyes were dripping, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

"It was too exciting." Yang Yin found a reasonable explanation for her legs soft blush.

"Yeah." Shen Zemu gently nodded and let go of her.

The two walked side by side. He slowed down his steps and walked beside her. He asked, "Are you still playing?"

"No, don't play..."

Play again, she is afraid to explain the little life here.

......

After a day of snowing, they lived in a spa hotel near the resort.

Yang Yin soaked the hot springs, relaxed his muscles and squinted his eyes comfortably.

While taking a hot spring, she chats with her warm voice and asks what she is doing.

Weaving in the scarf. She bought a lot of wool, and wanted to weave a scarf for the first banquet. I also asked my mother for a lot of tricks. It is a pity that her hands-on ability is not very good, but it is necessary to choose a high degree of difficulty. The first weaving, weaving and weaving weave the pattern, and then unravel it.

After repeated, Lin’s first feast said: “You can just weave a solid color.”

To the warmth, I just gave up any color and weaved a solid color scarf.

Anyway, Lin’s first banquet is well-formed, and the bark is covered, so there is no need to ask too much... she is so comforting.

Then Lin’s first feast used her remaining unused yarn to weave a pair of gloves on her back with a bunny pattern on the back.

"You said, is he playing my face?" To the warmth and Yang Yin spit.

Yang Yin couldn’t listen to it. "You two are so fun."

"Yin sister, what about you? How about it? I watched the qualifiers, my sister is invincible!"

"I am..." Yang Yin did not hold back, told the story today, and said, "There was a nervous death."

I touched this matter to the warmth and asked: "Why did the schoolmaster hold you? Is he interested in you?"

"It's hard to say, maybe it's afraid that I will fall." Yang Yin helped the amount, a little sad. "If you just guessed that he likes me, I feel a little bit passionate."

"Oh, what a pity, the senior is a face-to-face. The minds of such people are so ugly. But I think you can test it."

Yang Yin tangled, and finally shook his head. "Still forget it. If it doesn't, I can't scare him away. I want to make a fortune next season."

——

After Deng Wenbo hit the one million to Yang Yin's account, Yang Yin received a silver-line card on the same day, and saved 500,000 in it. The card password was set to Shen Zemu's birthday.

Then she delivered the silver-line card to Shen Zemu.

Shen Zemu sent it back as it was.

Yang Yin sent a message to him: I said that you are half of you, seriously.

Shen Zemu: I said that I don’t want money, but it is also serious.

Yang Yinzhen is desperate to follow his own claws, and did not give him such rumbling information as "I would like to let him know."

......

The money and the goods are two, and the contract between the two parties is fulfilled. Yang Yin will not delay other people's business, and plans to move out from the Dw team as soon as possible.

Shen Zemu also has something in the team, and the two of them moved together.

On the day of the move, it was just under the snow. Deng Wenbo and the team members lined up to express their enthusiasm to Yang Yin. Two of the team members also shed tears. In that case, don't mention more sorrow.

Yang Yin did not adapt to this sad atmosphere. She took Deng Wenbo aside and asked him: "Are you looking for a new coaching team for them?"

"Not yet," Deng Wenbo looked at her, his eyes were a little shiny. "If you don't leave, everyone is familiar."

Yang Yin shook his head.

Deng Wenbo is a little sad. "Is it because of me? If you stay, I will hand over the team to you. You only have to be when I don't exist, can't you?"

Yang Yin scratched his head and smiled. "Boss, let me tell you the truth, I am indulging in making money and I can't extricate myself. One million a season, two million a year is two million, you want to leave me in Team, can you give me two million annual salary?"

Deng Wenbo stunned. "What is it like, isn't it money? I will give it to you-"

"You can stop it," Yang Yin waved his hand and interrupted him. "Did you learn that Dw was downgraded last time? Money is a good thing, but if you don't spend the money, it is likely to cause even worse results. The two million-year-old coach is too exaggerated for any KPL team. Only those teams that are in urgent need of qualifying in the qualifier will be willing to spend millions for a ticket, and the million here is only a bet agreement. It takes a million to get out of the line. You directly get one million for my coach this season? Is the team still alive?"

Deng Wenbo does not care whether his team can live. But looking at Yang Yin's expression, he also knew that it was impossible. He was a little depressed and said: "I regret it now."

"Hey? I have brought you out of the line. You still regret it? You didn't read the reports. How do you write about it? It's all beautiful words. Do you make a big profit for the boss? Even if you don't want the team now, you can sell it." Ah, if you want to sell, I can still contact you with the buyer."

"I am not saying this."

"what is that?"

"I regret to know you. If I don't know you, I won't be as uncomfortable as I am now. I can't see you being uncomfortable, seeing you, still uncomfortable."

Yang Yin lived. She really can't see it, can Deng boss have so much sentimentality?

Just when she didn't know how to respond, Shen Zemu touched Deng Wenbo with a box and “borrowed.” He said that no matter whether people would like to let him borrow, they passed directly between the two.

Yang Yin said: "The boss, I will go and pack things first."

Deng Wenbo didn't even have time to ask for a hug.

......

Yang Yin wants to move things back to his house. The house was bought two years ago. Although the unit price is expensive, it is a small apartment, so the total price is good. She is still paying a loan every month.

From the team back to her house will pass through the school of Shen Zemu, so the two only rented a car, the car loaded with their two things.

Shen Zemu went to his school gate and when he got off the bus, he said to the driver: "Wait for me."

The driver asked: "Are you still back?"

"Ok."

Yang Yin was somewhat overwhelmed and said: "You don't have to, I can do it by myself."

"Nothing, I am free."

Shen Zemu didn't have much stuff. He put it in a cardboard box. He threw the carton in the dormitory and went back to help Yang Yin move.

When Yang Yin came home, it was already late in the evening. Yang Yin had a lot of things. Shen Zemu ran up and ran down to the ground and sweated.

The driver said to Yang Yin: "Your boyfriend is very good."

Yang Yin’s heart is so good that he still has to explain: “Not a boyfriend.”

"No? It's a pity. Oh, my daughter is very old with him, I want to introduce..."

"You don't want to introduce." Yang Yin said.

After moving things and sending the driver away, Yang Yin asked Shen Zimo: "What do you want for dinner?"

"casual."

"Then I will cook for you? I will cook."

Shen Zemu’s eyes are somewhat warm: “Do whatever you want, don’t do too much.”

Yang Yin casually made a four-course soup.

After all, it was a lonely man and a widowed woman. At night, Shen Zemu didn’t stay too long. After dinner, he helped Yang Yin wash the bowl and left.

After he went out, Yang Yin stood on the balcony and watched his back. The snow outside was a little bigger. He walked alone in the snow, as if he had sensed something, and suddenly looked back at her.

Yang Yin thinks about something: "Shen Zemu! Wait a minute!"

Shen Zemu stood in the snow waiting for him. When Yang Yin ran out, he saw a thin layer of snow on his shoulder.

"Give you." She handed him a box.

The box is as big as his slap, wrapped in dark blue gift paper, with a darker bow on the front.

"What is it?" he asked.

"open to take a look."

Shen Zemu opened the gift according to his words. There is a Dupont lighter, the light gold metal edge, the shape is square, the lines are simple, the blue paint is dark and the night is as deep.

Shen Zemu quietly looked at the lighter, Yang Yin smiled and said: "Happy New Year, Shen Zemu."

"Thank you." He stared at her, his eyes falling on her face, not moving away.

Yang Yin was stared at him by a bit, she pointed to the lighter in his hand: "Try it?"

"it is good."

Shen Zemu took out a cigarette and licked it in his lips. Yang Yin was eager to try: "Can I help you?"

Shen Zemu leaned forward and leaned forward.

Yang Yin hit the flame. A small group, bright yellow, steadily floating on the lighter, the snow fluttering around like a small moth, close to the flame, was immediately burned out.

She carefully held the lighter and sent it to him.

Shen Zemu’s eyes stayed on her face. When the fire came out, she smiled in the scorpion and reflected two soft and bright light.

Behind her is the snow, the bottom of the eyes is the fire.

Yang Yin lit the cigarette, I don't know why it feels particularly fulfilling.

Shen Zemu straightened up, the index finger and the **** held the cigarette and opened it. The mouth gently spit out a cloud of blue smoke. The smoke floated in the air and quickly dissipated in the snow.

Yang Yin feels that his smoking looks sexy. She spread his hand at him and said, "Give me one."

Shen Zemu didn't move, just raised his eyebrows and asked, "Will you?"

"I haven't smoked, but I want to try."

"Oh."

His arm moved, and Yang Yin thought he was going to smoke. As a result, he suddenly sent the burning cigarette in his hand to her mouth.

"Try it."

Yang Yin suddenly accelerated his heartbeat. This smoke is what he has just smoked. Now she is squatting by her. It’s just, no, it’s too embarrassing! For a moment she wanted to reflect on herself: Is it because I am a rogue, so I feel embarrassed to see anything?

She didn't dare to move with her cigarettes, and her eyes were stunned. Shen Zemu then took the smoke away and re-slid it in his mouth.

Then he bit his cigarette and looked down at her through the smog.

Even with the smoke, she can still see that his eyes are bright, the kind of burning, can make people feel helpless.

Behind him is the snow, and the bottom of his eyes is the fire.

Yang Yin was so nervous that she couldn't breathe. She blinked at him. "How many?"

Shen Zemu's fingertips were holding cigarettes, suddenly deceiving himself, taking her into her arms, then bowing her head and kissing her.

That's what I mean.

Yang Yin’s head is like a blast of fireworks.

She hugged him back and looked up at his kiss, and they kissed each other for a long time in the snow.

Happiness came too suddenly, and when she got up the next day, she felt that she was dreaming. When I saw the mirror, I saw the wound that broke my lower lip. I didn't have a good night after a night... she had a sense of reality.

Really with him.

I don't know how to celebrate.

From this moment, Yang Yin feels light and floating, and the world is floating peach petals. She also had this illusion when she ate poisonous mushrooms.

Shen Zemu suddenly came to the message: What to do today?

Yang Yin: I don't know, what do you say?

Shen Zemu: Has the homework been finished?

Yang Yin:==

Big Brother, I have just been with you... I am full of my mind to write homework... and there is humanity! T^T

But then again, she did not finish her homework, this is the most sad reminder.

Since she took the time off, with time, Shen’s homework has increased, the requirements have become higher, and the management has been strict. Therefore, it is not entirely up to her to write homework.

Yang Yin is also a person who likes to strictly demand himself. At this time, she thinks that Teacher Shen is right. She should not be tempted to enjoy her time. She has a higher pursuit. So she decided that if she didn't date today, she would write homework at home.

Shen Zemu: I have something today and I am looking for you later.

Yang Yin: Well, you are busy with you.

The things that Shen Zemu is busy with are also related to Yang Yin.

He searched the Internet for a moment, what the girls liked, and found that many people are eager for lipstick, although in his opinion, there is no difference between the so-called "different color numbers", but women say that there is a difference, that is, there is a difference.

He came to the make-up counter in accordance with the brand and series recommended by the beauty reds, to buy lipstick.

The counter shopping guide asked him what color number he wanted.

"All in all."

The shopping guide is embarrassed: "Some color numbers are out of stock."

Shen Zemu ran three counters, only to complete the set of color numbers.

He took a gift to find Yang Yin. At this time, Yang Yin had finished her homework and was reviewing her homework.

Shen Zemu put things in front of her and did not speak.

Yang Yin took a look at it and was particularly moved. As a straight man, he can use his heart to this extent. Isn’t this true love or embarrassment?

She took out a lipstick and tried it. After painting, she asked Shen Zemu: "Is it good?"

"Ok."

Yang Yin was a little excited, didn't hold back, kissed him.

After the kiss, Shen Zemu handed her another lipstick to her: "Try this again."

Yang Yin: "..."

——

After the New Year's Day, Yang Yin has contacted several teams and has to finalize the next season's club. She had asked Shen Zemu's opinion, and Shen Zemu meant that she decided.

"Since let me decide, there is one more thing, you have to listen to me." Yang Yin said.

"what?"

"The next time you make money, you can't make you so hard."

Shen Zemu did not worry about money from small to large, but he knew that Yang Yin was different. She divided the money so clearly, nothing more than suffering from the lack of money, thinking of this, he was very distressed.

He won't try to change her mind, but he can only do it with respect. So nodded and said: "Good." After thinking about it, he added, "You help me manage the money."

"Why can I help you?"

"Think about it yourself."

......

Because there was more cooperation intention, Yang Yin engaged in a bidding model, and finally selected a certain team. The signed gambling agreement was 1.5 million, and went to work after the Spring Festival.

Yang Yin said to Shen Zemu: "There has been a 500,000 increase in half a year. I can beat the house price, and I will ask you not to accept it."

"Serve." Shen Zemu especially gives face.

The second day after signing the agreement was January 12, the birthday of Shen Zemu.

Yang Yin was very happy recently. He gave him a table of dishes at night and cooked longevity noodles.

As a result, she was so happy that she drank a little wine and saw that he was so delicious. She didn't hold it, she just gave him up.

In fact, when she put Shen Zimo on the bed, she was still a little guilty. She felt that she had abducted others, until she found out that the goods had their own escaping.

Yang Yin couldn't believe it: "I always thought you were a serious person."

The process is not very smooth. For the first time, Shen Zemu accidentally hurt her, and Yang Yin said that he "technical needs to be honed."

Later, due to this sentence, Shen Zemu carefully studied and practiced, and fully demonstrated the talent of a schoolmaster... This is a follow-up.

Anyway, when Yang Yin wakes up the next day, the body is still not very comfortable.

The curtains were pulled tightly, the room was a little dim, but the air was warm. Shen Zemu did not wake up, Yang Yin leaned in his arms, listening to his heartbeat for a while, feeling very happy, and very unreal.

The more people have, the more they worry about losing. Sometimes she is really afraid that all this is just a dream. When the dream wakes up, nothing is gone.

She got up and got dressed and got out of bed.

I was a bit indulgent last night, and now I am still awkward.

Yang Yin left the bedroom lightly and walked into the kitchen to make breakfast. I don't know what to do, no matter how to fry an egg first.

When the egg was fried, she stared at the two eggs in the pan, gently sang, groaning, and suddenly fell into a embrace.

Shen Zemu hugged her from behind. The arm was in front of her waist and her chin was on her shoulder.

"Wake up?" Yang Yin thought that the two of them were like this last night, and now they are red.

"Yeah." Shen Zemu let go of her and said, "Go back and lie down."

"No, I will give you breakfast, what do you want to eat?"

Shen Zemu saw that she was disobedient. She simply took her back to the bed and covered the quilt. "Lie."

Yang Yin struggled to sit up. "I am not a sick person."

He held her shoulder in one hand and made her struggle. Shen Zemu looked down at her, and her expression was serious: "I will hone the technique." After that, regardless of her face, she would sneak away and go to the kitchen to make a meal.

Then he brought the breakfast to the bed and gave it to her.

Shen Zemu made egg fried rice, egg flower soup, plus the egg she just fried, it is not difficult to eat.

Ok, although she can't understand why it's all eggs.

Shen Zemu sat on the edge of the bed and watched her eat. He said, "I have a holiday on the 18th."

"Oh." Yang Yin's mood suddenly dropped. His winter vacation means they have to be separated for a while. She buried her head and said, "Well... I will do my homework."

Shen Zemu took the corner of his mouth and said, "Go home with me."

Yang Yin looked up at him fiercely, and she still had rice grains on her lips, with the shocked expression... a little funny.

"Follow me home." Shen Zemu repeated it.

"why?"

"Do you want to be a Chinese New Year?"

"No, I... I think, will it be too sudden? Do your parents know?"

"Our things, I have already told them."

Yang Yin is more worried. She is not a stupid girl who loves her brain. She has always been with her. I feel that Shen Mu’s parents are unlikely to like her...

Shen Zemu saw her expression in her eyes. He licked her head and said in a warm voice: "You can rest assured that my family respects my choice."

"What, will someone be embarrassed about me? I will ask you first, let me have a mental preparation."

"With me, I won't let you be wronged by anyone."

Yang Yin’s nose was sour, tears fell, and he slammed on the back of his hand.

Shen Zemu thought she was too scared. He was close to some of her shoulders. "Don't cry, believe me."

"Shen Shimu, I feel that I am lucky."

Shen Zemu smiled. "I am lucky."

It’s the best luck of my life to see you in the sea and in the mountains.

- Fanwai "Mu Xiu Yu Yin" is over -

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