The master bedroom in the mansion is designed with a log design, and the color is warm and simple, generous and appropriate.

The large log floor, there are no gaps in sight, as if it was originally a whole and natural, and the natural lines are linked together, which is very natural.

The cold moonlight poured in, as if it had some temperature, and became the best light.

After taking a bath, Zhang Xiaojian tied a bath towel, leaned under the solid wood bed, bathed in the moonlight, looked at the scenery outside the window, and seemed to be safe, but in fact, if you look closely, you will find that his ears will always move slightly, listening to the particularly obvious sound of running water in the quiet room.

Well... The sound stopped.

It means that Mozhu is coming out.

But soon, Zhang Xiaojian found that he was thinking too much

Women always have all kinds of troubles in the bath, and even if the shower is turned off, they still have a lot to do.

For example, give yourself a massage on your face, for example, apply some skin care products, for example, do a mental building...

Zhang Xiaojian waited for almost half an hour, and heard the sound of the door opening when he was looking forward to the stars and the moon, so he turned his head and looked at the open door, resting his chin on the soft bed, and his eyes became shiny like a husky.

Ye Mozhu came from the moonlight, wearing small white slippers, a pair of long legs with some water droplets were straight and slender, and the bath towel wrapped her bumpy figure, not wrapped around the collarbone that was like a cornice.

Her moist and moist face was red in the protein, like baby-like skin, and her black and white eyes smiled after seeing Zhang Xiaojian's salivating appearance now: "It may not work today." ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "......"

It felt like a bolt from the blue, because he knew that under normal circumstances, this sentence translated, that is, I had a period.

Okay....

Zhang Xiaojian could only comfort himself with the long days ahead, so he kept his current posture and did not move, and he did not rush to pull Ye Mozhu into the quilt.

Ye Mozhu opened the wardrobe next to the bed, took out the sheets brought over in Jiangcheng, carefully laid them out on the bed, and dragged the four corners, so that it would look more neat.

"I'm going to buy two more four-piece sets tomorrow. She bent one leg and pressed against the bed, turning her head to Zhang Xiaojian and said seriously.

Zhang Xiaojian nodded mechanically, looking at Ye Mozhu's long legs bending and arcing, he felt a little beautiful and a little white, and then rolled his eyes.

Ye Mozhu smiled and got into the quilt, covered himself tightly, and then moved to the side of the bed, looking at Zhang Xiao with his face on his face.

Zhang Xiaojian said: "What are you laughing at, do you see the resentment in my eyes?"

Ye Mozhu stretched out his arm, pinched his face, and said, "Isn't it written in your eyes that you want?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "...... , nonsense to tell the truth. Then he pecked her lightly on the lips.

Ye Mozhu smiled even more, picked up the remote control on the bedside table, and pressed the button.

The sound of the slide came, and the white gauze curtain that was six and a half meters long horizontally gradually closed, blocking the moonlight and Ye Mozhu's charming eyes like silk.

Zhang Xiaojian's chin rested on the head of the bed, and she could clearly see the changes in her eyes, which were originally as pure as the surface of a lake, but at this time, it seemed that a small pebble had been thrown, and the ripples rippled rapidly.

Zhang Xiaojian hurriedly 'coughed': "Don't look at me like that, I can't stand this kind of look... I'm going to hold back. ”

Ye Mozhu's eyes bent, with a smile, he held Zhang Xiaojian's face with both hands, and pinched it.

Zhang Xiaojian let her ravage, muttering, "Am I cute?"

Ye Mozhu nodded seriously: "Yes, it's so stupid and cute, you can believe whatever I say." ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "......" suddenly realized that he seemed to have been deceived, and like a fool, he lay on the head of the bed, constantly telling himself to calm down.

It's just that... Is that really the case? I'm not sure...

Naïve Zhang Xiaojian: "So?"

"So are you a fool?" Ye Mozhu smiled mischievously and scratched Zhang Xiaojian's nose.

When Zhang Xiaojian heard this, he raised his eyebrows, lifted the futon with one hand, jumped deeply, and then suddenly felt warm, nephrite in his arms.

Ye Mozhu wrapped around him and lay on his chest like a kitten: "There is a small silver box in the first drawer of the bedside table. ”

"Huh?"

"The silver box contains your little secret. ”

Zhang Xiaojian let out an 'oh' sound, remembering the various brands he bought.... Then he didn't take it, but rolled over and kissed him again.

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There was no wind or snow tonight, but there was a snowstorm in the mansion like the night some time ago.

Zhang Xiaojian finally fulfilled his long-cherished wish to raise his legs when he drove to Ningyuan, while Ye Mozhu almost bit his lip.

When the morning sun came to the master bedroom through the white gauze curtain, Zhang Xiaojian, who was asleep, woke up slowly, but found that he was holding a pillow instead of a black bamboo.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, found a pair of shorts to put on, put his feet on the ground, pressed the remote control casually, the gauze curtain in front of him opened, the sun was more dazzling, the snow scene was silvery white, the farthest city was no longer neon, and it was still like a picture scroll spread out in front of him.

The mood jumped up inexplicably, and the sleepiness gradually disappeared in the consciousness.

Zhang Xiaojian put on slippers, came to the window, stretched his waist, and suddenly wanted to shout like a sand sculpture that today is another day full of vitality, but in the end he still didn't say it.

Entering the bathroom, he took a shower directly, found a bathrobe and tied it tightly around his waist, Zhang Xiaojian listened to the voice, went downstairs all the way, came to the hall on the first floor, and saw Ye Mozhu in front of the open Western-style kitchen.

Ye Mozhu was wearing his white shirt, because the size was not too large, the bottom of the shirt only covered the root of the legs, the long legs exposed were evenly slender, and a pair of white slippers were stepped on.

Her long hair, which seemed to be pulled up casually, was casually caught by a cute white hairpin, and the strands between her sideburns were pinned behind her ears.

The sunlight is shining from the side, reflecting her long legs white to glowing, and also reflecting her perfect side face white to translucent, and what attracts Zhang Xiaojian is her serious cooking lady appearance.

When Ye Mozhu divided the tomato into four and made a beautiful shape casually, Zhang Xiaojian came to her side and hugged her from the back again, and then put his chin on her shoulder, looking like I hadn't woken up yet.

With a smile, Ye Mozhu put the tomatoes on the plate, looked at the two loving breakfasts she had carefully made on the table, and said, "Eat." ”

Zhang Xiaojian didn't let go, and said shamelessly: "Mozhu, have you ever heard an old saying..."

Ye Mozhu turned his head sideways, looked at him and interrupted with a smile: "I have an ominous premonition. ”

Zhang Xiaojian coughed and said first: "You listen to me first." ”

"You say, you say. ”

The first half of this old saying is called the plan of the year lies in the spring. ”

Ye Mozhu's pretty face turned red, not because he thought of the second half of the sentence, but because he felt that his shirt was lifted... At this time, the second half of Zhang Xiaojian's sentence came: "The plan of the day lies in the morning." ”

The doors are welded, don't get out of the car.

Wait until I bring another hundred pounds of dog food, and I will kill you.

Cruel Zhang Fan No, terrifying as !!!

(End of chapter)