195. Don't mess with the bloods who love to talk in their dreams

Xia Yuan made his own choice, and the show finally came to an end.

Guo Xiaohua's life trajectory in the show has not changed, but there are no regrets.

After recording the show, a group of people agreed to go out for supper, and when they returned to the hotel, it was already more than 12 o'clock in the evening.

Entering the room, Ying Sitong closed the door with her foot, and looked at Xia Yuan with a sly smile.

Xia Yuan's heart tightened, and a sense of foreboding swelled up.

"Don't make a fuss, it's so late. ”

Ying Sitong pouted coquettishly, "People didn't say anything." How do you know what I'm going to do?"

"I don't know you yet?"

Xia Yuan took off his clothes and went into the bathroom, where his voice said, "You must be hungry again." ”

"Hmph. ”

I didn't expect to be seen through so easily, a crimson floated on the face of the little eyes, and I couldn't hang up, I was running around on the plane today, and I got off the plane and went straight to the recording site of the show, and I was a little tired to say it, and now I can't help but be a little hungry, and it's understandable that I want to have a late-night supper.

Ying Sitong wrinkled her nose and muttered, "People haven't seen you for a long time, so I can't get tired of you?"

"Ying Sitong, I've seen through you. Are you crooked? You're hungry for my body. ”

"Humph!"

There was a cold snort of indignation from the small eyes behind him.

Xia Yuan, who was still brushing his teeth, looked at the face with a little anger from the mirror, and felt funny and cute.

Then there was a sudden warmth on his back, and Ying Sitong hugged him from behind.

"Don't, flowers, (brush your teeth)"

Xia Yuan said vaguely.

"Hmph, you're not cute anymore. ”

Ying Sitong puffed out his face, threw him down, and silently walked to the lotus shower next to him.

Xia Yuan's eyes were shocked.

"What are you going to do?"

"Take a bath and sleep," Little Eyes began to hang his clothes on the shelves with a disdainful expression, then turned his face slightly and turned his gaze, "It's just that you don't want to get tired of it, and you won't be hungry for my body later." ”

"Ahem......" Xia Yuan almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of water, "You hold a grudge like this?"

Ying Sitong smiled, a little happy that the trick succeeded.

It was at this time that Xia Yuan leisurely looked her up and down with his eyes, which made her blush a little.

Ying Sitong hurriedly picked up a towel from the side to block his gaze.

Xia Yuan silently added, "But can you think of some other ways, what's so nice about a tablet?"

Ying Sitong was so angry that a towel smashed directly into his face, "Xia Yuan, do you think your life is too long?"

……

Speaking of which, sometimes a woman is really a narrow-minded creature, it was just a joke, Xia Yuan didn't say that she wouldn't suck Ying Si Tong at night, but she took the sentence "I don't want to get tired" seriously.

After turning off the lights, Xia Yuan wanted to warm her up, and just wanted to hug her, Ying Sitong shook her shoulders to dodge, and added a sentence when she was finished, "Who said I don't want to get tired of it?"

Xia Yuan felt angry and funny, and silently looked at Ying Sitong's back, her long black hair hanging down beside her, and it still smelled of good shampoo.

Xia Yuan is a young man who has experienced a hundred battles, and this situation is not the first time to deal with it, speaking of which Ying Sitong is still a good type, as long as you are willing to put in some effort.

So he stretched out his hand again, and who knew that as soon as he touched Ying Sitong's finger, she slapped it with her backhand.

"Sizzle......"

Xia Yuan let out a cold snort, you must know that the blood clan is fatal to shoot people.

After carefully pondering the strength and pain level just now, he felt that there was still room for maneuver.

"Okay, I'll compensate you for it, right? ”

After speaking, Xia Yuan tried to hook her with his feet, since the upper body attack failed, otherwise he would change his routine.

It's a pity that I hooked it twice, but I didn't feel where her feet were.

"Hmph, stingy ghost, it's only 20cc, you're fooling the hell?"

This time, Ying Sitong's small shoulders moved, although the tone was still not good, but being able to communicate was a good start.

Xia Yuan didn't give her anything, "You just say if you want it, right?"

"Hmph! ”

Ying Sitong immediately rolled over, wrinkled her little nose, and then put his hand in his mouth with a lightning speed.

Xia Yuan smiled proudly, and a tingling sensation passed through his wrist.

At the same time, a small short leg was attached to him.

Heh, these little short legs, isn't it too conscious?

……

After eating supper, Ying Sitong was satisfied with Xia Yuan's back from behind, leaned on him contentedly, and returned to the appearance of a bird.

I have to say that the temper of the blood clan comes and goes quickly.

Xia Yuan was very tired from recording the show during the day, and he contributed a lot of tomato juice just now, but now he was tired, and he was immediately in a state of sleepiness, and his two eyelids were fighting.

It's just that Ying Sitong's energy is quite strong, pestering Xia Yuan to say something that he doesn't have.

"Do you know that chess and card games have become popular in the live broadcast room of game anchors recently. ”

"Aren't board games also games?"

Xia Yuan closed his eyes and answered lazily, a little hallucination began to appear in his brain, and half of the door of the dream opened for him, calling him constantly.

"That's why I followed the trend yesterday and livestreamed the bloody battle to the end. ”

"What?mahjong?" Xia Yuan's eyes widened slightly, "When did you learn this thing?"

Mahjong is worthy of China's national essence, although I can't remember when it was invented, but it has a long history, and Chinese people will know it at home.

Xia Yuan didn't know that Ying Sitong would do this before, usually it looks like this guy is stupid and cute, but he can still be such a high-end entertainment product that tests IQ?

But think about it from another angle, isn't it easier to attract fans as an anchor with a lower IQ?

"Look at it, this is a sign that you don't care about your wife, and you don't even know when your wife learned to play mahjong. ”

"......" Xia Yuan has nothing to say, the ghost knows when you learned it.

Besides, isn't it normal for people unearthed in Shuchuan to play mahjong?

Ying Sitong smiled, "Actually, I learned from my aunt during the time you were not at home." ”

Xia Yuan silently rolled his eyes in his heart, and cursed the eight generations of Zhang Shiting's family, Zhang Shiting, Zhang Shiting, what do you say you teach badly, you actually teach people to gamble?

Is it easy for me to earn a few bucks?

Don't lead the Bloodline to a point of no return.

"Don't worry, I'm just playing online, and my fans love watching me live. ”

"Okay, don't spend money on it. Xia Yuan instructed, "Our family is not rich. ”

"Got it, is your wife that kind of loser?"

Xia Yuan opened his mouth, and he really didn't know how to answer her for a while.

A few minutes later, just as he was gradually waking up, Ying Sitong fell asleep.

There was a slight snoring behind him, Ying Sitong's hair was scattered to the side, a sweet smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and she slammed it twice from time to time while sleeping.

Xia Yuan frowned a little depressedly, and reached out to pat Ying Sitong's face.

"Hey, no, this kind of person, what does it mean to turn people up and sleep when they turn their heads upside down?"

"Hey, don't make a fuss, I'm playing cards. ”

Ying Sitong turned her body back to her face, and opened Xia Yuan's hand with her eyes closed.

Xia Yuan looked at her quietly, muttering in his heart.

This man still talks in his sleep when he is asleep?

When did you develop this problem?

Just when he was puzzled, he heard Ying Sitong shouting with his eyes closed, "Don't move! Eighty thousand!

Xia Yuan almost didn't laugh out loud.

This is probably called thinking about it day and night, it seems that Ying Sitong has indeed broadcast chess and card games live in the past two days, and she can even dream of it.

Xia Yuan put his hands under his face, looked at her silently, and then his mind moved, and the ghost answered-

"You read it wrong, I didn't call 80,000, I called 10,000. ”

"Oh. ”

In the night, Ying Sitong's faint voice with regret sounded, "I'm sorry, I was wrong, then I can't do anything, continue." ”

Xia Yuan covered his mouth with his hand and suppressed his laughter, holding back extremely hard.

I knew that someone would talk in a dream, but I didn't expect to be able to pick up the dream talk, the blood clan is really not ordinary.

But at this moment, before Xia Yuan finished laughing, Ying Sitong suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged him tightly.

Xia Yuan's face changed.

The next moment, as Ying Sitong's hands clasped on his back, he let out a muffled snort.

"Poof, break ......"

Ying Sitong still closed her eyes, let go of her hand and smiled evilly, "You said, when you played the game today, when you finally chose a wife, did you still want to choose someone else?"

it!

Xia Yuan was shocked, and his whole soul was frightened.

Are you dreaming or are you pretending to be asleep?!

……

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