Cui Yimo's night is destined to be a sleepless night.

He didn't dare to let himself stop, he didn't dare to close his eyes, otherwise, his mind would be full of pictures that would collapse him.

In the middle of the night, Cui Yimo turned on the lights on the ground floor, as bright as day, and he himself first washed the dirty clothes of the two of them several times to make sure that there was nothing dirty at all, and the smell was also fragrant laundry detergent, so he stopped.

After that, they began to clean more carefully than the cleaners. For a soldier, there is no better job of cleaning or something.

Finally, when the sky was bright, they were all busy, and the restless factors in the body seemed to be exhausted, so Cui Yimo dragged his tired body and mind to rest.

It's just that dreams don't make people live in peace.

For so many years, his schedule has always been very regular, and he has to go out in the morning to exercise, except when he is sick, he has never stopped. In the past few days in the apartment, Cui Yimo also began to slowly start to resume training.

But today, he overslept and shamefully "got wet".

Outside the window, the sun had risen in mid-air, shining warmly on the earth.

Cui Yimo was so tired when he went to bed last night that he forgot to draw the curtains, and at this moment, he sat on the bed in a daze, looking at his wet underwear and sheets, thinking about the exciting unfinished pictures in the dream, he felt that he was about to go crazy.

It took a long time before I was half dizzy, and I removed my underwear and bed sheets and quilt covers and stuffed them into the washing machine.

Watching the incriminating evidence disappear one by one, he relaxed and slid on the ground with some detachment.

"Yimo, what are you doing there?" Su Xiaocan rubbed his temples that were still aching, and with hair like a weed, he looked like he hadn't woken up yet, and looked at Cui Yimo who was sitting on the ground in a daze.

As soon as Cui Yimo heard Su Xiaocan's voice, he stood up with a "whoosh", used too much force and was dizzy for a moment, and said with a fake smile: "It's nothing, it's nothing! It's just, it's clean, yes, clean up! Do you think I'm still clean?"

Su Xiaocan was still in a hangover, his headache was terrible, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, where was he in the mood to appreciate any hygiene, dragged his steps, leaned on Cui Yimo, grabbed his clothes with his hands, and complained: "Yimo, I have such a headache! I feel so uncomfortable! I feel that my stomach is turning over and over, and I am about to burn! Yimo, it is so uncomfortable to drink! I will never drink again!"

As soon as Su Xiaocan stuck to him, Cui Yimo was now stiff all over, and the pictures that were too beautiful came to his mind one by one, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet for a while.

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

Su Xiaocan just wanted to be willful at this time, hugged Cui Yimo, and muttered: "Yimo, I have a headache, you press me!"

Cui Yimo sighed silently, and the two changed positions and went to the living room.

Su Xiaocan was lying on the sofa, her head resting on Cui Yimo's thigh, and Cui Yimo lowered her head and pressed her head.

Su Xiaocan groaned comfortably, feeling that his whole person was happy, tilting his head and rubbing Cui Yimo, and then closed his eyes and recuperated.

Just when Cui Yimo thought she was about to fall asleep, Su Xiaocan suddenly whispered: "Yimo, what did you ask me just now? Is it last night? I was drunk last night, and I have no impression of what happened after that, I didn't say any nonsense, did I do anything stupid?"

As he spoke, Su Xiaocan couldn't care about the headache, sat up suddenly, knelt in front of Cui Yimo, stared at Cui Yimo carefully, and asked worriedly: "Am I going crazy and making trouble?

Su Xiaocan grabbed his weed-like hair and wanted to pull off a few strands, "No, no, what did I do last night? Why don't I have any impression at all? When I think about what unpredictable things I will do, I will go crazy! I have a good image for a long time!!

I must have been ugly and annoying at that time, right?

How could I get drunk? I just drank two beers!

Hey, that's damning!

Don't just laugh, just talk about what I did last night, so that I can be mentally prepared!"

Su Xiaocan has fallen into an infinite loop of self-loathing, and everything else has been forgotten.

Cui Yimo looked at Su Xiaocan, who was even more entangled than herself, and suddenly felt relieved, as long as Su Xiaocan didn't remember what happened last night, then the world would be peaceful.

"Last night, nothing happened. It's just that when you were having dinner, you vomited both of us, causing me to wash my clothes and clean up my room in the middle of the night. ”

He's not wrong to say that, isn't he? These are all facts.

Su Xiaocan collapsed again: "Ah!! how can I be so disgusting?

Those clothes are so dirty, what are you going to wash? Just throw them away.

Ah, I'm not going to wear that dress anymore, so keep it at the bottom of the box!"

Cui Yimo asked curiously: "If you don't wear that dress, just throw it away, and keep it at the bottom of the box, what are you doing?"

Su Xiaocan said confidently: "If you don't wear it, I think it's easy to cause bad memories, and the bottom of the box is because this dress was washed by your own hands in foam, and I want to keep it as a souvenir." ”

"I prefer you to keep me as a souvenir!" Cui Yimo looked at such a cute Su Xiaocan, and couldn't help but lean over and kiss the corner of her mouth.

Su Xiaocan smiled beautifully, threw a wink, leaned forward, and directly wrapped his arms around Cui Yimo's neck, the two faced each other, breathing entangled, and said softly: "Ah, you have long been my collection." Do you still want to escape! Tell you, it's too late!"

As soon as the words fell, Su Xiaocan pressed on Cui Yimo's body, and the two kissed together.

After last night's stimulation, Cui Yimo seemed to have learned a lot of things without a teacher, and his hand was more assertive than his consciousness, and he found the slippery touch again one step earlier, rubbing it, reluctant to give up.

The untimely "grunt" sounded between the two at this time.

Su Xiaocan suddenly woke up from his intoxication and didn't know the way back, sat up suddenly, blushed to the ground, didn't step aside, touched his stomach, and said embarrassedly: "I'm too hungry, I can't help it." ”

Cui Yimo took a deep breath and howled in his heart: What about his self-control? What about his sanity? If Su Xiaocan's stomach rings for another minute or two, will he turn into a werewolf?

turned over, stood up directly, didn't dare to look at Su Xiaocan more, and left a sentence: "I'll go to the kitchen to heat the rice, you wait a little!"