After dinner in the evening, Shao Zhanping took his little wife downstairs and took her hand in hand for a walk in the community. The autumn wind blows over, brushing a little hair in front of Xiaoxiao's forehead, bringing a chill. Shao Zhanping felt the cool wind today. He stopped to put up his wife's collar. He looked at her smooth forehead in the street lamp light of the community, and then at her delicate and lovely face. He could not help but bow his head and kiss her lightly.

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