She looked at his promise suspiciously: "If you want to kick me again, I will wake up and kick you."
"Okay, Xiaofeng, go to bed quickly. Yesterday you became the queen, and today I should be the emperor. You have to wake up before you can serve me with the spirit..."
"Um."
Ye Jia turned off the lights and the two of them slept again. He hugged her in his arms and let her pillow completely on his arms, thinking that it was foolproof. But Feng Feng did not dare to take it lightly and hugged him like a koala.
My neck was firm, thinking, I could never fall down again. However, it was uncomfortable to fall asleep like that, and when my eyelids closed, my hands loosened again...
Fortunately, when she woke up the next day, she was lying in □□. She suspected that Ye Jia, who got up first, had eliminated the "evidence" of the crime, but Ye Jia spread her hands: "Xiaofeng, I said it would not be possible, so I would not be able to do it.
, From now on, you promise not to see yourself lying on the ground again…”
She was still suspicious: "Didn't you get up on time at 7 o'clock? It's only six:50 now..."
"I'll get up first and see if the sky is going on?"
He obviously got up early and wanted to eliminate the "evidence of crime". After all, he just refused to admit "kicking people", a shameful guy. "Hmph, if you ask me to catch the evidence, I will definitely kick you hard, haha."
"I'll talk about it after kicking someone. Now it's time to get up and do exercise..."
So, the poor Feng Feng was picked up and moved, and then, Ye Jia stood by like an emperor all day long, letting her serve her, and her physiological and psychological pleasure were unprecedentedly relaxed and happy.
During the Spring Festival, the two of them took turns to be "queen" and "emperor". Today you serve me, tomorrow I will serve you, and like two children who play house, they are deeply involved in this game, and they are so happy that they are almost unrecognizable.
What's the evening?
It seems like being drunk but not being drunk, it seems like dreams or waking up.
Open your eyes and the sunshine outside is so dazzling. On the first day of the first lunar month, the plan for the year lies in spring, and everyone is talking about good luck.
Li Huan sat up, feeling weak all over, not knowing when he had arrived. He looked blankly at the teacup on the bedside table and some sobering medicines to protect his stomach. Then, he stood up, and there were some cooked food in the kitchen, and there was still some remaining warm in the food box.
Ribs and lotus root soup.
Feng Feng! It was Feng Feng who has been back.
He shouted "Feng Feng", but there was no figure inside and outside the room? He quickly called her, but the phone was off and it was always turned off.
It seemed as if the snail girl had walked down from the painting, and then she quietly hid back to the painting.