"Hmph, why don't you come down? Do you want me to pour the whole pot on you?"
An Tongtong's eyes were cold, and An Xiaolan was so scared that he jumped out of bed. Originally, the speed of the turtle could break the Guinness record, but now it was a few points faster. He rushed to the bathroom to wash up.
"Tongtong, Xiaolan screamed miserably, has she woken up?"
Dad An's father sat on the old man's chair, rocking and shaking, adjusting his glasses frame, and glanced at his eldest daughter who came out with ice cubes in her arms. The newspaper in her hand was put aside leisurely. It's great...that lazy daughter finally
I got up and it was time to eat. I wiped my growling stomach... The father of the An family was also pitiful. He had no food early in the morning. It was not that the rice was not cooked, but that the rice was cooked and he had to wait for everyone to eat before he could eat.
It was the ancestral teaching, so An's father could only starve because his little daughter was still sleeping.
"Well, we can start dinner later."
An Tongtong nodded solemnly, but after turning around, there was a smile... Finally she could eat. It was this kind of trick every day, damn girl, if she wasn't tired, I would be too.
An Xiaolan washed up, tied her hair casually, yawned... Wearing a T-shirt with Ahri's face, looking like she had just woken up, she sat at the dining table and waited for her meal... Well... the smell of rice.
"Damn girl, go serve the rice."
An Tongtong poked her slender jade finger, and An Xiaolan tilted his head, his eyes still closed... Seeing this look, would you dare to let me fall asleep again? It was a February day, the cold wind was blowing, but An Tong
There was smoke coming out of Tong's head, and how angry he was at that time... His eyes narrowed, and a cold light appeared. An's father ran away with bowls, chopsticks and orange juice, and the battle was about to begin...