The earplugs can block most sounds. Wang Yiyi said nothing because she really didn't hear clearly, but even if she heard clearly, she might not answer.
Zhou Ze squinted his eyes and finally saw clearly the looming green mass in her ear. Without thinking, he directly pulled it out and pushed the blindfold on her face to the top of her head.
He repeated what he just said again.
By the way, he complained in a low voice, "You have an eye mask and earplugs. The equipment is complete. Why, you still can't sleep?"
Wang Yi simply took off the blindfold from his head and threw it aside. He always lay on the bed sideways with his back to Zhou Ze, and said confidently, "I can't sleep."
Zhou Ze looked at her sideways with his head half propped up, and couldn't help but cursed, "If you can't sleep, others can."
But he honestly cared about her, "What happened to you?"
Wang Yiyi couldn't help but curse in his heart. Some people clearly made mistakes and didn't know how to reflect, but they didn't care and thought that something happened to the other party. It was simply unreasonable.
Wang Yiyi didn't show any unnecessary emotions and closed her eyes. She didn't want to talk more and didn't want Zhou Ze to see her true thoughts, so she casually said, "No."
"Then what are you doing?" Zhou Ze, the person involved, did not review his mistakes. Instead, Wang Yiyi laughed angrily, "You're still up in the middle of the night."
Looking at his fallacies, black can be said to be white.
Wang Yi lifted the quilt angrily. She didn't like the feel of the mat at all, so she unceremoniously moved the quilt and used it as a blanket to cushion her body.
As for Zhou Ze, Wang Yiyi doesn't care, he can do whatever he likes.
Zhou Ze deliberately grabbed the quilt on one side without pulling it, and stared at her with a resentful expression, "You are not used to changing into a mat, what should I do?"
Wang Yiyi closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but he was still staring at him helplessly, so he calmly gave the solution, "There are blankets and quilts in the cabinet in the guest room."
What she meant was that if you keep complaining about this or that, get out of here and go to the guest room.
"Then that's not what I meant..." Zhou Ze hesitated, rarely at a loss for words, and silently lay back on his own piece of land.
With such a commotion, one more person is still suffering from insomnia in the middle of the night.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Ze put his hands behind his head and suddenly stared at the ceiling with his eyes wide open, his eyes as bright as day, "Beibei."
Wang Yiyi was not sleepy at all. Although she stopped making mischievous movements with her hands, she was still tossing and turning to find the most comfortable position. It was impossible to pretend to be asleep. She just snorted in response.
Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze turned his head and glanced at the back of Wang Yiyi's head, carefully testing, "Will I disturb you when I come back so late?"
Wang Yiyi rolled his eyes wide even with his eyes closed, cursing in his mind, "Are you talking nonsense? Don't you know whether you are disturbing anyone or not?"
"Actually, I wanted to come back earlier, but they didn't let me go back." Zhou Ze waited for a while, but when Wang Yiyi didn't respond, he wasn't annoyed and kept talking to himself, "Some people came back early.
They were asked to leave by their families, and some people had nothing to do when they returned."
The hints in Zhou Ze's words were too obvious. Wang Yi's repeated silence seemed too deliberate, so she pretended to agree with him and cooperated: "Then they regard you as the latter.
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Wang Yiyi's frankness often made Zhou Ze wonder how to answer her words. For example, now, Wang Yiyi directly put his hint on the table, as if telling Zhou Ze straightforwardly, "What's in your heart?"
I can see Xiaojiujiu clearly, so what do you want to do? Just tell me and I will listen."
"Not really." Zhou Ze put himself up and had to find steps to get down. At the same time, he had to blame the blame frantically, "I didn't want to go in the first place, and I also told them that you were at home."
"It's okay." Wang Yiyi's expression did not change, and his tone was still flat, but in fact it was a silent judgment and sarcasm towards Zhou Ze, "If you still want to go out tomorrow, you can sleep in the guest room when you come back. I will give the bed to you during the day.
You lay it down so that no one will disturb you when you want to sleep when you come back. And don't worry, our house only has a mat in the master bedroom, not in the guest room."
Zhou Ze was furious and was silent for two seconds. During these two seconds, he thought quickly and decided to surrender immediately.
His so-called plan with the ultimate goal of challenging Wang Yiyi's bottom line, although even he himself could not tell exactly why it started, and Wang Yiyi had no idea what happened, but he started it unilaterally.
It ended with his unilateral announcement.
Zhou Ze held his head high and persisted until the fourth day, when he officially died.
The speed at which he adjusted his mental state was also astonishingly fast. He threw away the baggage at will, rolled over and passed Wang Yiyi, but he kept ignoring Wang Yiyi's struggle and disgust. He squeezed on the edge of the bed with her, and used gender
The absolute force suppressed him and brought him straight to the middle of the bed.
"What are you doing! Are you crazy?" Wang Yi waved his fists and lowered his chest with all his strength as if to vent his anger. He also did not forget to use the power of his legs to punch and kick Zhou Ze, "Don't
touch me!"
It was impossible not to touch it. Zhou Ze finally held down his upper body, and then went to subdue the lower body without stopping, saying, "The bed is so big, why are you running to the side? What if you fall in the middle of sleep?"
Wang Yiyi's hands and feet stopped moving, but she snorted coldly and looked at Zhou Ze sideways as if looking at a fool, "Are you sick or do you treat me like a three-year-old?"
Wang Yiyi suddenly calmed down, and Zhou Ze didn't know what to do with his hands and feet for a moment, so he simply put his hands on top of Wang Yiyi.
He looked down at Wang Yiyi and laughed helplessly. He couldn't understand that he could have such a childish side only in front of Wang Yiyi. Now facing her accusation, Zhou Ze shamelessly admitted, "Maybe it's me.
You are sick, but you are still like a three-year-old child in front of me."
In fact, he himself is more like it.
"What?" Wang Yiyi opened her mouth in disbelief. She was instantly amused by Zhou Ze. She raised her hand and tapped Zhou Ze's forehead and asked him, "Don't you think you are more like a child?"
Zhou Ze was like a deflated rubber ball, and his arms pretended that they could no longer support the weight of his entire body, and he fell straight on Wang Yiyi, as if he was depressed after someone had taken off his mask, "