Time flows quietly and slowly like a stream, but we have to reverse the camera back to the scene before the woman went to bed. In the bedroom of Hua Xiangrong, a qiē is still the same.

The moonlight outside the house is still so enchanting, and the lights inside the house are still so dim.

The jumping wick flickered, and the lights that evoked each other swayed and swayed, dancing away the haze and ambiguity of the room.

With the occasional cool summer breeze, people can't help but sigh: With such a beautiful day and a full moon, why is there nothing "suitable for the occasion"?

(The officials were thinking, and someone "said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived"!) ～～）

In the early hours of the morning, Hua Xiangrong, who had just given Mo Zhufeng a good lesson, was a little sleepy, covered his mouth with his little hand, and yawned lightly.

She has become a little accustomed to the life of going to bed early in another world, and now she suddenly goes to bed as late as in her previous life in order to cultivate "reserve talents", which is quite uncomfortable.

The bulky little body slowly got up from the large chaise longue next to the table, ready to step towards the bed in the back room.

As he walked, he told loudly: "Zhufeng, don't forget to let them perform their duties~!" Lu'er is going to manage the newly opened 'want to accommodate the house', and is optimistic about the decoration and the addition of wooden utensils for the tables, chairs and chairs in the store; the matter of sugar gourd is handed over to Xiaodouding, I think this kid is very fine; as for those who follow the trend on the street, you don't have to care, it's just a parrot, it's not as good as our old-fashioned taste! Not to mention that the tools were also learned from us, and the clothing was not uniform. Let's upgrade the tool to a chain mobile cart (on the above-mentioned kind of car that can be made into a sugar gourd, a bit like a modern small house cart that sells spicy skewers) and join the mobile sugar gourd tree (a target tied with orange stalk or wheat straw, like a tree after being filled with sugar gourd), abandon the old-fashioned flat shoulder selling method, save time and effort, increase sales and carrying capacity, and the former tool can be large or small (it depends on the franchise fee~), which can be compared to them to seize the market; In addition, our gourd flavor has been upgraded to the original version (pure rock sugar gourd with sesame seeds), the fruity version (with fruit and sesame seeds), and the filling version (with nut filling and sesame seeds). See what they do!! Hmph~~......"

"Ahh

As he was talking, Hua Xiangrong suddenly screamed and fell to the ground with a bang.

It turned out that there was a cool breeze blowing at this time~~.

The slightest cool breeze just happened to blow on a certain little girl who just wanted to sleep, arousing goosebumps on the ground of a certain girl in thin clothes, and yawning unhappily.

This excitement made me even more unlucky to fall to the ground, dizzy, and fainted.

Mo Zhufeng on the side was looking at the book on the bookcase, and when he heard the movement, he couldn't help shouting: "I want to look!" Want to look? Are you okay?! ”

The worry was beyond words, and I couldn't help but exclaim while rushing over. Seeing a certain unlucky woman who fell to the ground, she chuckled out a funny chuckle, and quickly stepped forward and gently carried her to the bed in the house; Then he turned around and went back to the house to get the "Secret Collar" and came back; Then he lay on his side on the side of the bed, holding the woman's petite body in his arms, for fear that she would accidentally fall to the ground.

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The moonlight was thick, and the breeze slowly hit again, and through the back room, the light veil at the foot of the bed was lifted, revealing a petite figure sleeping in Mo Zhufeng's arms.

"Hmm~, it's so sweet! Like the taste of mints~~, hee hee ......" The sound of dreams suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the house.

It turned out that a certain woman was sleeping too soundly, and the "old problem" (sleeping peacefully, she would love to talk in her sleep, and snoring slightly) flare up again. Alas~, such a scene that should have been ambiguous was interrupted by a woman's bad purring.

"Rustling~~" The wind blows the bamboo forest outside the house; The sleeping girl in the room was still dreaming soundly, unaware that she had interrupted the infinite reverie and tenderness of a man on the side.

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