The TV in the living room is on, a variety show is playing, and there are snack bags on the table, as well as some fruits.

Luoyang and Sika sat on the couch, watching TV while eating potato chips without a bite.

Sika, who had just finished taking a shower, was wearing pink pajamas, and the skin of her whole body was also hot and pink, and she looked very cute, especially her cheeks and neck, which were smooth and shiny, making people salivate.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, her head leaning on Luoyang's shoulder, her golden hair was scattered, falling on Luoyang's chest, and the neckline was open, so that Luoyang could see the snow-white peaks and deep ravines looming on her chest with her squinted eyes.

As the time spent together has become longer, the two have become more and more casual when they get along.

After watching TV quietly for a while, Luoyang lowered his head and kissed Sika's big forehead without warning.

The crispy and numb touch came suddenly, which made Sika tremble, she patted Luoyang as if she was touching, and said with a blushing face: "What are you doing~"

Luoyang looked at the TV and said casually: "My girlfriend, I can kiss if I want, is there a problem?"

"Hmph, rascals—" Sika snorted, expressing displeasure.

After a moment of silence, Sika suddenly looked up and kissed Luoyang's face without warning.

Warm lips bring a smooth touch.

Luoyang looked down at her in astonishment, only to see Sika smirk: "My boyfriend, you can kiss if you want, is there a problem?"

Luoyang smiled, reached out and hugged her waist, gently rubbed her head with his cheek, and said with a smile: "Na, there is no problem." ”

The warm body temperature is transmitted between the two people.

Sika was even a little drunk.

On TV, Sunny, Joy, Xia Rong, and Xiao Sheng are gathering together in the restaurant to have a party with their brothers, pushing cups and changing lamps, and chatting with their hearts and lungs.

Everyone was drunk and looked lethargic, and Joy inexplicably sang "that woman" and looked very sad.

Sika said in a lazy voice, "Joy looks so sad, it seems that there is something on her mind." ”

Luo Yang said heartlessly: "It's all twenty-year-old girls, it's not normal to be hurt or something." ”

Sika agreed: "That's right. ”

In the living room, it was quiet again.

The sound of the TV is small and noisy, the sound of water in the bathroom is sparse, and in the distance outside the night sky, the faint sound of cars on the street, and the barking of cats in some unknown house, the sound of "meow-" is endless...

"Click-"

The bathroom door opened, and Han Jian walked out, wearing brown pajamas with patterns, and her whole body was tightly wrapped, not like a female star, but like a fashionable grandmother.

She tilted her head, wiped her hair with a towel, walked to the living room, picked up the hair dryer and rumbled her hair, and then asked loudly, "Have any guests in the house been here today?"

Luoyang turned around and said, "Sika and I are not at home during the day, what's wrong?"

Han Yan turned off the noisy hair dryer and said solemnly: "I have lost a few sausages hanging on the balcony, and if you didn't give them to the guests, then why did they disappear?"

Luoyang Sika looked at the balcony at the same time, and sure enough, he found that there were only seven sausages left in the original ten, and even the sausages with hangers were gone.

Sika guessed, "Could it be a fall?"

Han Jian shook his head and said, "I've gone down to see it, no, and I'm tied quite strongly, it shouldn't fall off..."

Luoyang said: "Could it be that some neighbor's cat came and took it away?"

Han Jian suddenly realized: "It's possible!"

Sika wondered, "Can cats eat sausages?"

Han Jian said firmly: "A cat is a little tiger, it eats meat, and sausages must also be eaten." ”

Luoyang was a little worried: "But sausages are pickled things, aren't they?

Han Jian said uncertainly: "Probably not... And the cat that climbs so high just to eat a few sausages is most likely a stray cat, and the sausages I make are much safer than they turn out of the garbage heap..."

As he spoke, Han Qiao felt that something was wrong again, and wondered: "No, we are so tall here, how can there be a cat that can climb up?"

Luo Yang said nonsense: "Maybe it's an assassin cat who has received Assassin's Creed training, and his parkour skills are full, and he came to us to brush up on achievements." ”

Han Yan smiled speechlessly, stepped forward and patted him on the head: "You have played too many games!"

Luoyang grabbed Han Yan's hand and said with a smile: "Oh, don't worry about cats and sausages, sit down and watch TV with me for a while." ”

Han Yu glanced at him: "My hair hasn't been dried yet." ”

Luoyang grabbed her hand and said, "You sit down, I'll help you do it." ”

Han Jian had no choice but to sit down next to him.

Luoyang clasped his hands together and touched her hair lightly, and a burst of water vapor immediately evaporated, and the wet hair was already dry.

Then he put his arm around the two women's waists and gently embraced them into his arms.

No special candlelit dinners, no romantic starlit café music.

Only quiet time flows.

On TV, the girls who complained to each other finally ended the dinner and went to Sunny's house to sleep together, and Sunny didn't know if she was too drunk or deliberate, so she woke up restlessly and touched everywhere.

Sika asked, "Do you want to sleep together tonight?"

Luoyang said as a matter of course: "Of course we have to sleep together." ”

"What?" Han Yan was a little confused, a little confused by the Korean language of the two.

Luo Yang relayed: "She said if she wanted to sleep together tonight, I said of course." ”

Han Yan blushed: "Can you not say such dangerous lines as if nothing happened!"

Luo Yang chuckled, lowered his head and bit Han Yan's lip, sucked gently, then patted her buttocks, and said, "Then it's okay if you don't come." ”

"Hmph..." Han Yan was a little out of breath, snorted a few times childishly, and stopped talking.

Only the face, getting redder.

———— the dividing line of hidden content————

The next day, the wind was cold.

Sikarai was in the warm bed, refusing to get up.

As soon as Han Yan got up, he stood on the side of the bed and bent down to collect the torn stockings, with a shy look on his face.

Luoyang had already woken up and prepared breakfast in the kitchen, the noodles steaming hot and the tomato and egg soup fragrant.

Han Yan walked out of the room, sneaked to another hall, and threw the shredded stockings into the trash.

Although it was torn apart by Luoyang, she was still inexplicably shy, and always felt that she was not herself in bed last night, but another person, and this stockings was the symbol of that person, as long as she threw it away, that person would go away with the wind.

Although there are many more signs in the wardrobe, this does not prevent her from turning back into a baby the moment she throws it away.

Anyway, Han Jian thought so, she showed the baby's demeanor again with peace of mind, her mouth pouted, strode forward, walked through the corridor to Luoyang's open kitchen, stood by the stove and shouted childishly: "I'm hungry." ”

Luoyang increased the firepower of boiling soup and comforted: "It's almost good, don't worry, go brush your teeth and wash your face first, and you will have to eat when you come back." ”

Han Jian sniffed the aroma of the soup, nodded with satisfaction, and then turned around to go to the bedroom, when the corner of his eye swept over the balcony and found that there were only four of the seven sausages left.

"Ah~" Han Qiao screamed exaggeratedly, pointed to the balcony and said, "I only have four sausages left!"

Don't fight for festivals, Han Yan's emojis are still very rich.

Luo Yang couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't worry, I already know what's going on, and your four won't be gone." ”

Han Yan was entangled: "But the sausage I worked so hard to make, and there are six sausages all of a sudden! Sika is not enough, right? I originally wanted to take it home and give it to my parents to taste." ”

It's almost the New Year, and Han Qiao, who has nothing to do, has taught herself how to make sausages, thinking about enriching the dishes at home, and when Sika meets her in-laws, she can also bring something to prove that she is a woman who can live - although she is not.

But all the beautiful blueprints have been shattered by the ruthless reality.

There are only four, which is not enough to score, and the difference between the sausage I bought and the sausage I made is very big, and people who don't know the eye can see it at a glance, and there is no way to buy the one in the store to fill the number.

Han Yan felt very distressed and stood there trying to figure out how to deal with it.

"Female celebrities make their own sausages, this style of painting is really weird..."

Luoyang muttered, and then said, "It's okay, you go buy the raw materials, and I'll copy a few for you when I get back from work." ”

"Forget it, I'll do it myself. Han Jian sighed and asked instead, "Why did our sausage disappear?"

Luoyang said as a matter of course: "Didn't you say it? ”

Han Yan walked to the balcony and glanced down suspiciously, the cliff-like height made people tremble.

"Don't be kidding, how can any cat climb so high to eat sausages, they can't even see that there is food here, right?" Han Qiao said dissatisfiedly.

Luoyang turned off the fire, cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and said with a smile: "So it's an assassin cat with parkour skills." ”

Han Yan turned his head and gave him a blank look with his hands on his hips: "Can you stop kidding?"

Luoyang felt very wronged.

On the streets, the cold wind swept the sparse fallen leaves, and pedestrians were wrapped in coats or down jackets and walked with their heads bowed.

Luoyang was holding a bag of cat food in his hand, walking on the road with the steps of his six relatives who did not recognize him, his coat fluttering, hunting, and looking like someone who was going to do something big.

Then he made a turn and walked into a dark alley.

The alley is narrow, shrouded in the shadow of the houses on both sides, and it is a dead end.

At the end of the alley was a cardboard box with a litter of meowing kittens, several hangers and bits of casings scattered around the box.

Luoyang counted it, and the hanger was exactly six.

"So, how the hell did it climb up..."

"Meow ——!!"

A terrible cat meow came from behind him, and Luoyang looked back to see a big black cat standing at the mouth of the alley, arching itself at him, his hair blowing up at his roots, and a bloody dead mouse lying at his feet.

"This cat... It's kind of weird..."

Luoyang Fox glanced at the black cat suspiciously, then slowly lowered his body, gently put down the cat food, and in an instant, the figure had disappeared in place.