When Liu Zi and the other left, the atmosphere in the living room became a bit strange.

Wang Dali always held his cell phone and said nothing, which made Li Huiyao feel uneasy.

It was not until supper that everyone seemed to be able to avoid mentioning Liu Zi's affairs that the atmosphere improved a little.

But when it comes to bed, the problem arises again.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and Zhang Cuiyu held a quilt and said, "The weather is so tide these days, and the quilts in the cabinet are so wet. Only one bed can be used. Yaoyao, you can sleep with Dali tonight."

Li Huiyao's mouth twitched, but she really didn't know how to refuse. She could only change the topic and pinch Wang Dali's waist hard: "This is the weather in the south this season, aunt, don't bother."

"Yes, mom." Wang Dali put down his cell phone with pain and said, "It's such a hot day, why are you covering yourself with a quilt? I'll just sleep on the sofa, give it to her."

"That's not good. This is not as cold as the Demon City. It's still very cold at night. Besides, what's the relationship between you and you're still shy." Zhang Cuiyu said ambiguously, which made Li Huiyao lower her head.

Wang Dali stammered and said, "Isn't this a bad impact? According to our rules, can't we sleep together before getting married?"

"What era is this? How many rules are there? Okay, it's getting late, and I'll go to bed with your dad. You guys go to bed early, don't go too late." As I was about to finish, I didn't forget to add in a low voice: "Be careful of your stomach."

As soon as Zhang Cuiyu left, the two of them stared at each other.

Li Huiyao gritted her teeth and said, "If you dare to go to my bed, I will cut you! At worst, we will die together!"

"Dear Miss Li, please see the reality clearly. That's my bed, not yours." Wang Dali shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Besides, sleeping once is just a sleep, and twice is just a sleep. It's not that I haven't slept, so what are you afraid of."

"You were drunk that time!"

"Yes, I didn't even do anything to you when I was drunk. Are you afraid that I would do something with you when I was awake? You are too confident. But you, don't take advantage of me later."

"you!"

If you don’t get angry or get angry, no one will take care of you when you get angry.

Wang Dali saw it and did not continue to tease her. He stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go and see if there are any quilts that can be used."

There are three rooms in the house, two bedrooms and one study room. The study room is basically not available, so I just used it to put the quilt.

But what puzzled Wang Dali was that the study room had been locked at this moment.

He scratched his head and said with a smirk: "This... my bed is quite big."

Late at night, Wang Dali's room.

As he said, his bed is indeed not small, and it is usually no problem to sleep with three people.

But even so, Li Huiyao moved a chair and sat in the room without any intention of going to bed.

Outside were croaking insects and frogs. Li Huiyao, who was reading the novel, has not turned a page for more than ten minutes.

Looking at Li Huiyao who was nodding constantly, Wang Dali couldn't help but recite a poem: "If you sleep or not, the bed is there, it's big and soft..."

"Shut up?" Li Huiyao frowned and was on the verge of collapse.

She took a car for several hours during the day, and then rushed to help Zhang Cuiyu with housework for her performance. Now she is actually so tired.

Sitting on this small and uncomfortable wooden chair, I felt so uncomfortable. As a result, this bastard didn't stop.

Wang Dali sighed, "Okay, don't hold on. At worst, let's use the pillow to cross the 38th parallel. If you cross the line, I'm going to be a beast."

"It's better than beasts without crossing the line?" How could Li Huiyao believe in Wang Dali's character?

This guy is the one who can take her pants even though she is drunk. Now he is awake and may not be able to do something.

But she really couldn't stand it anymore. After thinking about it, she compromised and said, "If you dare to touch me, I will shout for help. Then let's see which of us is embarrassed."

"OK."

To be honest, Wang Dali really didn't plan to do anything to Li Huiyao. Although she is indeed very beautiful and has a good figure.

But is Brother Dali such a person who doesn’t pursue? After he becomes a billionaire, what kind of woman does he want?

Besides, Li Huiyao dressed tightly, so he wouldn't be so beastly that he could see it.

When Li Huiyao carefully climbed onto the bed, Wang Dali turned off the light, which scared Li Huiyao to tremble again: "What are you doing!"

"Stop the lights and go to bed? Is it good to save electricity?" Wang Dali was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he turned his back and yawned and prepared to go to bed.

After listening for a long time, Li Huiyao finally breathed a sigh of relief until Wang Dali's snoring sounded.

Time passed little by little, but Li Huiyao found that she had insomnia.

There was a man sleeping next to him on one hand, but another reason was that the weather was stuffy and hot, so there was no need to cover the quilt.

In addition, she was dressed tightly, and soon she was sweating profusely and felt uncomfortable all over.

Just as Li Huiyao tossed and turned, Wang Dali on the other side suddenly sat up, scaring her so much that she almost rolled under the bed.

"What are you going to do?"

In the darkness, Wang Dali's slightly lazy voice sounded: "Why do you always ask me if I want to do it... It's too hot, I'll go to the living room to sleep and be cooler."

After saying that, Wang Dali went out in the dark. After hearing the sound of the door closing, Li Huiyao's hanging heart finally fell.

At the same time, she could no longer help lifting the quilt and taking off her clothes. Because she didn't bring her pajamas, she simply wore underwear.

For a moment, it seemed as if the shackles had been removed, which made Li Huiyao feel extremely happy and couldn't help but get out of bed.

Finally I can sleep comfortably...

Outside the room, Wang Dali went to the toilet in a daze, threw his shirt on the washing machine, and touched the living room with only shorts.

Just as I was about to lie on the sofa, I heard a low voice: "What are you doing?"

"Hmm? Dad? Why are you sleeping here?"

"It's hot and the living room is cool. I run out at night and get out and go to bed!"

"Oh." Wang Dali was a little half-dream and instinctively did not dare to refute.

After he returned to his room, he didn't think much about it and took off his shoes and threw himself on the bed.

"Well!"

It seemed as if someone snorted in pain, but Wang Dali didn't care. He just felt that the bed was softer than he thought, and it was as slippery as if he had spread the curtains as a bed sheet.

"Well... why is there a piece of pillow still sagging in the middle?" Wang Dali muttered, twisted his body and changed into a comfortable position, and fell asleep in a deep state.

At some point, thunder sounded outside, and raindrops as big as beans washed down.

After more than an hour, the sound of rain stopped and a ray of sunlight slowly shone into the room.

Wang Dali yawned and lay on the bed to stretch his body, but found that he was pressed to death.

After he rubbed his eyes and saw the pretty face in front of him, he screamed in surprise: "Damn it, you take advantage of me!"
Chapter completed!