When Bai Jin received the selfie sent by Ethan Jiang, Song Xin had already finished her mud pond debut, and the result was six pounds of thirteen-spiced crayfish on the dinner table that night.
The adults were eating in the house while the children were peeling lobsters in the yard. When Song Xin came during the day, she was still an exquisite fairy in a white lace dress and holding a parasol. Now her hair was loose, her makeup was washed off, she was wearing dog-hair pants, one foot in a shoe and the other bare, sitting on a stool, sucking on her fingertips that had just peeled a shrimp head.
Lai Song didn't want to say anything more and handed her a napkin to wipe her hands.
Max and Sam Shu obviously quickly accepted the fact that fairies also loved to roll around in the mud, eat and pick their feet. Except for the occasional time when Max was still struggling over whether he should get his pants back, they all had become friends who had eaten dirt together in the mud. True "love" was like the deep sea, and its affection was stronger than gold.
On summer nights in the countryside, it is cool even if you don’t stay in an air-conditioned room. The sky is dark, and the stars are like a blanket. The summer breeze carries the fragrance of flowers and blows on the girls’ hair and faces.
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