When she woke up, it was already night, and she still kept sleeping on her tummy position. In the past, Lan Xichen would put on a blanket on her when she fell asleep like this, but now...
‘Knock and knock’
Have a meal?
Bai Xiaomeng coldly swept the shot board, "I'm not in the mood!"
Lan Xichen shivered uncontrollably through the door panel. He could tell that Xiao Meng was unhappy when he heard the voice of Xiao Meng. He sighed and Lan Xichen lowered his voice, "I'm angry, I still have to eat rice~"
"If you don't want to eat, you won't have an appetite when you see it!" Ignore her in the afternoon, come and ask for peace now? She has to do a good job.
But who expected that Lan Xichen really stopped talking and said softly, then if you get hungry and eat, you will really leave?!
Bai Xiaomeng became even more angry, but she didn't know that Lan Xichen was afraid of rebirth when she saw her, so she wanted to change her way and wait until she was in a good mood before making a fuss about her wife.
The two of them went around like this and started a cold war!
Bai Xiaomeng covered her head into the quilt, but she felt very upset. She wanted to pull out his skin, and she hated her teeth itched.
Over the years, Lan Xichen has spoiled her temper. She admitted that, but he can't spoil her, so just ignore it. Cold War? She never thought that this word would appear on two people!
It was night in a flash. Bai Xiaomeng didn't talk to her for a day, and Lan Xichen felt empty. She wanted to go to the bedroom to find her, but she was still afraid that she would get angry with her, so she interrupted the idea again.
As night fell quietly, Lan Xichen was lying in the study, building blocks with his son, but he didn't know that it had started to rain lightly in the sky outside.
The drizzle hit the window, Bai Xiaomeng woke up slowly, the window in the bedroom was open, and when he saw the rain float inside, Bai Xiaomeng took two steps at three steps, walked to the window, and wanted to close it
A flash of lightning flashed in the distance—
"Ah!" Bai Xiaomeng was so scared that she retreated frequently. She was not afraid of thunder or rain, but she was afraid of lightning. She was raiding down in white, as if a big hole was cracked in the sky.
But the lightning seemed to be against her, one after another, flashing endlessly.
Bai Xiaomeng was so scared that she wrapped herself tightly with a quilt. The lightning was not turned on in the room, and the lightning was reflected by the lightning, which was a little gloomy.
Not to be scared to tears, Bai Xiaomeng just trembled and wrapped herself tightly, unable to hide her face and begged Lan Xichen, but she was also scared, so she scolded her man all the time.
"Lan Xichen, bastard, stinky man..."
Lan Xichen, who was building blocks with his son, did not have this consciousness? When the last piece was completed, the big man stretched his waist with the little man, and then the little man turned his eyes out the window and said in surprise, "Dad, it's raining, it's so good."
Alas~”
Lan Xichen nodded, looking tired, but suddenly widened his eyes, "It's raining?"
Big and small heads gathered on the window, looking out with their cheeks against the glass, the raindrops were already so big, and from a small rain to a pouring rain, Lan Xichen comforted his son and headed straight to the master bedroom.