The high and straight nose bridge adds a lot of points to the owner. Gong Yueyue prefers boys with deep and three-dimensional facial features. Zhao Changyuan's appearance meets the requirements of her partner. If the situation at this time is not too incredible,
If she could meet Zhao Changyuan in the first century, maybe she would take the initiative to be friends with him, but on second thought, now that the enemy and we are unknown, she still has to be careful.
However, Gong Yueyue has doubts in her heart, how did she travel through time? You can't really sleep and travel through time as soon as you fall asleep, right? What should you do with yourself in the first century? Die? Or is this the so-called parallelism?
Space? Is there a same me here?
No matter how Gong Yueyue's mind turned over and over again, she still couldn't figure out what the situation was like at this time. She only vaguely remembered that she had watched a time-travel drama before going to bed, and she still had a bag on her hand before going to bed.
He is wearing an emerald green bracelet given to him by his deceased mother. Is it related to that bracelet?
Gong Yueyue groped around on her body, but she didn't find the emerald green bracelet she should be wearing. She searched carefully inside and out several times, but still didn't find it.
Did it fall on the bed?
Gong Yueyue's eyes moved to the bed, but Zhao Changyuan's body took up most of the small wooden bed, and it was impossible to see if anything was pressed underneath.
What should I do? Pick someone up? Looking at my current state where I am too weak to kill a chicken, I know that I can't shake a big man up by his collar like I did in the 1st century.
Then wake people up? It seems that this is not a reliable suggestion at this moment╮(╯﹏╰)╭
Did that bracelet remain in the 1st century?
Gong Yueyue thought in her heart.
Maybe that bracelet was still with me in the first century... um, corpse?
Although it is a pity that she could not protect the things that her deceased mother gave her as a souvenir, Gong Yueyue is also an open-minded person and understands the principle of not taking it with her in life or death. Now that she is here, that first-century person
That self should be... dead...
I wonder if my biological sister will cry sadly because of his death? This little brat is usually very angry with himself.
Ahem, her thoughts went far away. Gong Yueyue forced herself to pay attention to the situation at hand. No matter what, she settled down first and discussed everything later! Well, it seems that the most important thing to do now is...sleep.
Turning her eyes to the male protagonist who was sleeping comfortably on the bed, Gong Yueyue looked around and found that there was no place to sleep, but the man was still sprawled out on the bed, as if he had no intention of giving up half of his space. Oh,
By the way. Gong Yueyue suddenly remembered what someone said just before going to bed?
"Tonight...you are not allowed to come up tonight! Do you hear...did you hear that?"
Hum hum, very good, you don’t want me to come up?
Then let’s see who is going to suffer tonight!
The next day, the sun had climbed to a high place, and it hung high to bring people infinite light. The market gradually became lively, and many small vendors began to come out to ask for business.
As the maidservants of a wealthy family, they all have to get up early. No, there were three maidservants waiting outside the eldest young master's room early. Oh no, after last night, it should be called the eldest young master and eldest mistress's room.
Yes, the two people who got married last night must have been very passionate. No, they haven't woken up yet at this hour.
"Xiao Cui, are the eldest young master and eldest mistress getting up?" In the courtyard, a big maid walked slowly. She was wearing dark pink clothes that represented a big maid. She was the old lady's personal maid, Spring.
"Sister Chun, the young master and the young mistress haven't gotten up yet." The maid replied respectfully in a low voice. The little girl's cheeks turned red as if she had thought of something embarrassing.
The eldest maid Qian Qian also covered her mouth and snickered. After a while, she ordered several little maids, "The old lady has given instructions. The eldest young master and the eldest young mistress were married yesterday. They can get up late today and have morning tea in the afternoon. Don't you wait here."
I disturbed the eldest young master and eldest young mistress."
"Yes!" The maids retreated outside the courtyard.
The two big red candles in the room had burned out long ago, leaving only a pile of red lumps condensed together. The sunlight penetrated the thin window paper and hit the barrier.
Zhao Changyuan frowned, turned around with a grunt, and wanted to hug the big plush quilt that he had slept with for more than ten years. Unexpectedly, he used too much force and hit his forehead hard on the ground. Zhao Changyuan's drunkenness was knocked out.
I sat up and rubbed my forehead with my hands, and glanced at it inadvertently, as if something was wrong?
Hmm...where is it? Ah...the bed seems to be extra hard today!
bed?!
Zhao Changyuan stretched out his hand and patted the floor in disbelief, then patted his own head, and now he really woke up. The drunkenness was completely gone, and his sharp eyes suddenly turned into hundreds of sword lights and shot towards the bed, Rao
Even though she was bathed in such a scary gaze, Gong Yueyue still slept comfortably, breathing shallowly, unaware that the danger was slowly approaching...
Zhao Changyuan, who had never had any patience with women other than his mother-in-law, saw his newlywed wife throwing him on the ground and spending a miserable night, but he was lying comfortably on the bed where he had slept since childhood.
After the treasure bed, Zhao Changyuan broke out.
He rushed over and grabbed the wrist of the person on the bed with his strong hand, and the person on the bed woke up "cha-cha".
The two looked at each other face to face, speechless...
Humph! A slut can stare at a man so openly! Even if it’s her husband, no matter how much she likes or is obsessed with him, she can’t just stare at him unabashedly. She’s really shameless.
!
Zhao Changyuan didn't even know what to say in his first sentence. The man on the bed was as delicate as a painter, and even he, Mr. Zhao Changyuan, would blush with such unabashed infatuation!
After a long while, Gong Yueyue had no choice but to speak first, "Um... did you sleep well?"
Zhao Changyuan glared angrily, not to mention, this serious look touched the cuteness in Gong Yueyue's heart.
"You woman, you are really, really ungrateful and shameless. Who allowed you to climb into my bed?"
"Oh, if you don't lie here, where can I sleep?"
"I don't care where you sleep, you are not allowed to sleep in my bed!"
"But there is only one bed here. Who told you that you slept so hard last night that you refused to move out a little bit of space for me to sleep? I don't care about lying on the same bed with a grown man like you, okay?
, you actually dare to despise me, you are so unkind, I have no choice but to be unjust, I will let you lie down on the floor until you have a good rest!"
"You woman, don't you have any etiquette? What you say and say is my mother's. Do you think you are a country woman?" (To be continued)