Last night's rainstorm has finally passed, and the midday heat of midsummer has returned.

On Su Ning's big bed, Ye Feng fell asleep straight like a dead fish (Ye Feng: Your second uncle, is Lao Tzu dreaming!), beside him, the little guy snuggled quietly in his father's arms, pursed his mouth, his soft hair sprinkled on Ye Feng's arms, and his face was filled with a slight smile.

And on the other side of Ye Feng, there were two beautiful shrimps curled up, the younger sister hugged the elder sister, and the elder sister hugged the brother-in-law, what a harmonious scene.

Last night, Ye Feng, the bastard, stubbornly finished telling the love between people and ghosts, a good love story that crossed races, but Ye Feng told him the feeling of a midnight bell, not to mention Su Ning, even the sister-in-law fell asleep in fear.

Maybe I slept too late last night, and I was scared by the story told by Ye Feng, the bastard, the sun was already sunburning, and a few people hadn't woken up yet.

However, maybe it was because the weather was too hot, and several people were all close to each other, and Su Ning, who was sandwiched in the middle, shook her long eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes.

I slept so late yesterday, Su Ning felt that she was weak, and her head was dizzy, and after rubbing her eyes in a daze, she saw Ye Feng's thin side face as soon as she opened her eyes.

"Ahh

Su Ning was so frightened that she let out a short exclamation, but this also brought Su Ning back to her senses, and memories came flooding out.

"Yesterday...... Wouldn't I fall asleep with this bastard in my arms?" Su Ning looked at Ye Feng sideways, her arms and thighs were still pressed against Ye Feng, Su Ning suddenly felt that her face was a little hot, and she hurriedly leaned towards Su Ling, keeping a certain distance from Ye Feng.

"Hmm~ sister?"

was noisy by Su Ning's exclamation just now, and then Su Ning arched a few times with his ass, and Su Ling also woke up in a daze.

"It's almost twelve o'clock!" After looking at his watch, Su Ling suddenly became energetic, and Su Ning was stunned for a moment when he heard it.

"It's over, we're going to my aunt's house today. ”

"Time ...... I can't go back"

As soon as the words fell, Su Ning's mobile phone rang, the ringtone was very good, it was a song that Su Ning used to be very popular.

"Hey, auntie. Uh-huh, go today, there is something going on at home, Yiyi that girl is too sleepy, she just woke up, uh-huh, you eat first. Su Ning blushed and threw the pot to her daughter, and at this time, the role of the baby girl was reflected. The poor little guy was still sleeping in Ye Feng's arms, and he didn't know that he was being used by his shameless mother to carry the blame.

"It's time to get up!"

In fact, there was no need for Su Ning to say, Su Ling had already gotten up.

"Is my brother-in-law a pig? Why haven't you woken up yet?"

"Yiyi didn't wake up either!" Su Ning had a dark face, what do you mean by a dead girl?

"Hee-hee, I forgot. Su Ling playfully stuck out his tongue, and then went back to his house to clean up.

Seeing that Su Ling still looks like a child, Su Ning also has a headache, as long as she is with her sister, Su Ning feels that she has raised two daughters......

After getting out of bed, Su Ning tidied up her messy hair before waking up the little baby, as for the dead fish, hehe, let the sun father-in-law dry him into salted fish.

……

Seriously, do you think that sleeping lazy is really as good as you imagined? Hehe, how wrong it is! Let's put it this way, you can't imagine the pleasure of sleeping late, especially this kind of refreshing sleep until noon!

Ye Feng felt very refreshed, and it would have been even more refreshing if he hadn't had that strange dream. Dreaming of yourself becoming a pen or a book?

Ye Feng woke up in a full fragrance, and I have to say that a woman's bed is different.

Alas?

What are you dreaming about?

Well, when you wake up, you forget about it. Forget it, forget it, it's just a dream anyway.

……

"We went to my aunt's house. ”

Looking at the note at the head of the bed, Ye Feng was full of black lines. Don't think about it, this must have been left by Su Ning. What age is it, and is it still used in this ancient way?

Can't you wake me up when you go to my aunt's house?

I haven't said goodbye to my baby yet!

In fact, the little baby wanted to call Ye Feng, but was stopped by Su Ning, after all, how embarrassing it was for Ye Feng to wake up, thinking about himself last night, Su Ning is still blushing.

And, Auntie?

What the hell is Auntie?

What about Su Ning and her aunt?

Ye Feng said, why don't I know? (Hehe, you may not even know about Su Ning and her parents before, Su Ning may have jumped out of the stone.) ）

When he got up from the bed and found that he was really alone at home, Ye Feng was suddenly bored, and he didn't know how many days they would go. Didn't you say that your father-in-law and mother-in-law were coming? Why did you go to your aunt's house again?

In the past few days, Ye Feng may be bored and doubt life.

Of course, there are many boring people, just like Wang Xiaoyu, as a glorious public servant, Lao Wang is very idle every day, and when he has nothing to do, he can only read novels to pass the time.

Turn on the computer, pretend to be working, in fact, the page has jumped to the seven-point Chinese network.

"Huh, when did seven o'clock start pushing Xianxia again?" Originally, Lao Wang wanted to read books in the city, at seven o'clock, he only looked at the city, never read fantasy, and compared with the fantasy at seven o'clock, he preferred the fairy of the magic sword.

"Huh, Xianxia's masterpiece, "Zhu Xian"? This is a naked provocation of the Phantom Sword Shuhang!" Looking at the book on Feng Tui, Lao Wang's curiosity was seduced.

Let's not talk about whether this book is good or not, just this recommendation alone makes Lao Wang interested.

Is this the rhythm of seven o'clock to harden steel with the phantom sword again? Think about the last Xianxia battle, seven o'clock was a mess.

Click in, Lao Wang, like many people, likes to read the introduction and comments first.

This introduction made Lao Wang's eyes shine, but this book review made Lao Wang a little confused.

"What is this about? Come up and kill the whole family?"

"Then the hell is coming up and even the neighbors are dead, okay?"

"Poisoned to death, currently buying a cemetery at a high price, interested parties please call the demon spirit contact hotline. ”

"What's the use of the protagonist from an ordinary background? This is the author of Spicy Chicken Seven Points, and you still want to write Xianxia? ”

"If you don't like it, get out, thank you. Also, even if you like the Phantom Sword dog, please stay away. ”

"If you think this book is spicy chicken, please get away, okay? I'm sorry, I'll get out of here. ”

"I'm not a seven-point fan, nor am I a Phantom Sword fan, I just want to say that this book is really good. ”

……

What's going on?

Say it's good-looking, and make a big boast?

Don't scold if you don't look good?

These two polarizations are too serious.

It can be said that the comment area is mixed, there are those who really don't like this book, and there are those who really like it, as well as the mutual scolding of the fans of Seven Points and Phantom Sword, and the old Wang who watched it was a little confused.

But this also makes Lao Wang more interested, after all, it is a Xianxia work pushed out at seven o'clock (seven o'clock: pull ** down, it was launched by an editor, what does it have to do with us?), if you don't have a certain certainty, seven o'clock shouldn't want to be like last time, right?

Lao Wang decided to take a look.