Being together, stumbling upon each other is inevitable.
Although things like the Cold War would arise in his and Shen Ying's small lives, they would disappear in a short while.
Fang Zonglai understood at this time that some words can be passed down because they have a certain truth.
For example, quarreling at the head of the bed, at the end of the bed and so on.
Also, indulge in soft food rather than hard food.
If he had lost his temper last night, just like the ice cream incident back then, he would probably be the one who would be thrown out of the house right now.
The sky was bright, and the two people who had no class were looking tired and crooked. Fang Zonglai kept staring at Shen Zui who was still awake, and it was really strange to see everything.
I thought whimsically, if this was a dream.
"What should I do if I have a dream like yours?" Fang Zonglai closed his eyes and wanted to go back to sleep with Shen Ying.
Shen Zui opened his eyes lazily, and his voice was hoarse and weak: "Don't eat my fingers, why are you acting like a child."
Fang Zonglai was startled and opened his eyes. He really had this bad habit. He let go of his drunken fingers and felt a little embarrassed: "I thought it was my own finger."
"Is this why your fingers are ugly?" Shen Jun's eyelids closed again, but his irritating words continued.
Fang Zonglai spread his fingers and took a look, "You're not ugly. You're slender and good-looking. I have clearly defined joints. Don't I have all that?"
Of course, rainbow farts are always tried and true for Shen Jiu. Fang Zonglai came closer to him and found Shen Jiu's hand under the quilt to hold it.
Showing off his wife's voice, "Your hands are beautiful, isn't my ugly point just to complement yours?"
When a heat source approaches, Shen Yu leans sideways, curling up completely in the man's arms.
Silence was louder than sound at this moment, and all Shen Jun's actions showed that Fang Zonglai was his true love and dependence.
"What do you want to eat when you wake up later, steamed buns? Steamed buns? Porridge? Noodles?" Fang Zonglai laughed.
With the vibration in his chest, Shen Jiu instinctively knew that his next words would definitely be a hooligan.
Fang Zonglai was seen close to Shen Zui's ear, his lips slightly opened, and he deliberately used a magnetic voice to seduce, "Or...eat me?"
"What a handsome man, but it's a pity that he is a gangster." Shen Jun finally couldn't help but let Fang Zonglai's devilish voice reach his ears, rubbed his red earlobes, and laughed softly.
Shy.
Fang Zonglai stared at Shen Jun's reaction carefully. Oh, Shen Jun looked so good-looking when he smiled, clean and beautiful. Okay, okay, he was also a face-controller in an instant.
Shen Jiu's figure is also good, she is fair and clean. Her legs are particularly slender when they are wrapped around his waist. Her thin muscles are also highlighted just right, but she is beautiful. Fang Zonglai instantly became a body figure.
"What are you thinking about?" Shen Jun didn't hear Fang Zonglai's reply. He raised his eyes slightly and saw that Fang Zonglai was still laughing, with a slightly malicious smile.
Fang Zonglai's face turned red instantly, "It's nothing, I'm just wondering if you will eat me?"
Shen Yu turned over and blocked Fang Zonglai's mouth.
When playing hooligans, most of these gangsters can only talk about it. Really, they have to be drunk and take the initiative.
Feeling his passion, Fang Zonglai really had a deep understanding. When he was drunk, he was so handsome, and when he was having breasts, he made his heart go soft.
Lazy laziness came over me, and after getting drunk and playing hooligans, I fell down and fell into another comfortable sleep.
A few minutes later, there was a sound of a man tinkering in the kitchen.