The boy pushed the swing again, walked forward from behind with a smile, leaned against the century-old tree tied to the swing, and looked at the girl dotingly. The swing slowly stopped, and the girl seemed to have had enough fun. She ran to the boy's side, stretched out her little finger to the boy, and said with a sweet smile, "Jin Ge, when I grow up, will you be your wife?"
The boy was stunned for a moment, then smiled broadly, stretched out his little finger and hooked hers, "Okay, I'll be your husband-in-law."
"Yes!" The girl smiled sweetly, pecking her head like a bird, and shaking her hands, "Lalagou is not allowed to lie for a hundred years. If you lie to others, you are just a little yellow dog!"
The two of them had their thumbs on top of each other, and they were laughing and talking happily under a century-old tree. They were filled with warmth and joy.
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Dense beads of sweat oozed from the boy's forehead. He didn't want the girl to worry, so he endured the pain and said with a smile, "Ling'er, now that you look at my body, you must be responsible for me."
The blush on the girl's face was even worse, like the red clouds on the horizon, extremely beautiful and beautiful.
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