My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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Zheng Lun rarely has such a lively time now, Zheng Jing feels that he has brought her right today. The beautiful nature always makes people more relaxed and releases human nature.

Seeing her sister happy, Zheng Jing was also very happy: "Okay, I'll pick it up for you to eat! Let me have a sore tooth, but don't trust me!"

He has been to this cherry orchard many times, and the Criminal Police Team basically organizes the criminal police to come out and relax. This year they have been here, but the last time Zheng Jing came, he didn’t feel how good it was. This time, he felt relaxed and happy. , Look everywhere, even the cherries are exceptionally sweet.

Zheng Jing knew that the location had not changed, the environment had not changed, and the cherry trees had not changed. It had become nothing more than the people around him.

He took Zheng Lun's hand and refused to let it go for a moment. This kind of intimacy between them was occasional. When they returned home, they would become brothers and sisters who could not leap forward.

The sweet taste of love spreads in the hearts of two people at the same time. They both cherish the beauty of the moment very much. They do not want to have eternal, short-term possession. It is enough.

The brothers and sisters walked all the way up, and occasionally met other people who came down to eat cherries. Almost all of them were paired couples. These couples, like Zheng Jing and Zheng Lun, are holding hands, happy and happy. Feeding cherries to each other sweetly.

The hill was not high. When he reached the middle of the mountain, Zheng Jing stopped and did not go further. He took Zheng Lun under a tall cherry tree and kept picking cherries for her.

Zheng Lunrou smiled and said: "Brother, you eat it too. I picked my own. I ate a lot better. You only ate a few."

Zheng Jing involuntarily touched her smooth long hair and said softly, "Well, which one do you like?"

Zheng Lun ate for a while, and happily circled under the tree: "Brother, the cherries on the tree are different from the ones I bought. They are sweet and fresh, so delicious!"

Zheng Lun wore a light pink puff sleeve dress today, the skirt was knee-high, and as soon as she made a circle, the skirt fluttered with her rotation, exposing her snowy thighs.

Zheng Jing's eyes were getting darker, he looked at his sister who was like a flower and butterfly, and coaxed her with a smile: "If you like, we can come again a few times. It is estimated that this cherry will not fall until July, and there will still be cherry blossoms. The beads will mature and can be eaten until the end of July."

"Really?" Zheng Lun was a little pleasantly surprised, and her beautiful eyes were full of hope, with a soft and bright light, and Zheng Jing's heart moved slightly.

"Great! You must bring me in the future. I like it here. When I get home, I will draw a picture and let the cherries hang on the tree all the time!"

Zheng Lun's painting skills are profound, and the cherry garden is not a problem.

Her voice was soft, with obvious joy, and Zheng Jing slightly blamed herself. Why didn't she think of taking her to such a close-to-nature environment? Instead, she took her to a **** murder scene all day to scare her His face was pale, and he had nightmares when he returned home at night.

He felt that his brain was really kicked by a donkey!

Zheng Lun didn't know his brother's blame. He picked a handful of cherries, ran happily to Zheng Jing, and then stuffed the cherries into his mouth one by one.

She tilted her head and smiled softly: "Brother, is it sweet?"

"It's very sweet and delicious." Zheng Jing felt that he had never eaten such a sweet cherry in his life. Is it because of the different pickers?

Zheng Lun was very happy. After feeding a handful, he tipped his toes and reached out to pick cherries. Sometimes it was sent to his mouth, sometimes it was sent to the lips of Zheng Jing.

White fingers like sheep fat jade, bright red like agate cherry, set against each other, the beauty is incredible.

Zheng Jing ate the cherry she sent to her lips, and she couldn't help but gently kissed Zheng Lun's finger.

As if Zheng Lun was being burned, her conditioned reflex quickly drew her hands back, and then looked around with a guilty conscience, and when she saw no one around, she sighed gently, but her ears were red.

Zheng Jing saw her like a frightened deer, and said with a smile: "It's okay, nobody else, it doesn't matter."

What he said was straightforward, and he didn't mean to avoid it at all. Zheng Lun stared at him without any deterrent, and turned to pick cherries again.

On the relatively low branches, the ripe cherries are all picked up, and only the high places will have the very sweet and slightly purple cherries.

It's a pity that Zheng Lun's height is not enough, and those ripe fuchsia cherries can't be reached on tiptoe.

She was trying non-stop, and suddenly the whole person rose into the air, scaring her with a cry.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I will pick you up so I can pick the best."

It turned out that Zheng Jing picked her up from behind Zheng Lun.

As a result, Zheng Lun suddenly rose more than a meter, and those ripe cherries were within reach.

Zheng Lun was supported by his brother, and there was an indescribable strangeness all over her body. She always felt that the legs embraced by her brother were itchy and numb.

She picked some cherries in a panic, and then said nervously: "Okay, brother, I picked it. You will let me down."

Embracing Zheng Lun's legs, Zheng Jing's strange feeling is heavier than Zheng Lun. In fact, after hugging her, Zheng Jing regretted it.

After getting too close, he really may not be able to control himself.

Hearing Zheng Lun's words, he slowly put Zheng Lun down and looked up to see her cheeks redder than cherry.

Zheng Jing unconsciously made a swallowing motion. He wrapped one arm around Zheng Lun's waist without releasing it. The other hand picked up a cherry and gently put it into Zheng Lun's mouth.

Zheng Lun was close to his brother at the moment, and her heartbeat was very strong. She always felt like she would jump out of her chest next time.

Zheng Jing fed her to eat cherries. She bite into it subconsciously and gently spit out the nucleus.

The bright red cherries and bright lips reflect an attractive luster under the sun.

Zheng Jing’s fingers gently touched her tempting lips, and then touched her blushing cheeks, like touching the most beloved baby, gentle, spoiled, with endless nostalgia.

Zheng Lun's face seemed to be burned by fire, but she motionlessly raised her head bravely and looked into her brother's eyes.

She was too greedy for her brother's touch, and even involuntarily leaned her body weight on Zheng Jing's body.

"Seven seven, you are beautiful."

Zheng Jing held Zheng Lun's face and whispered in her ear.

Zheng Jing's warm breath sprayed on Zheng Lun's ears, making her white ears completely red in an instant.

His voice seemed to come from the deepest part of his heart, and his breath seemed to obliterate her.

Zheng Lun's heart suddenly missed a beat.