Yuan Yan slept until eight o'clock in the evening, and when she woke up, her head was dizzy.

She rubbed the corners of her swollen forehead and muttered, "Xi Yan, I have a headache, it's so uncomfortable......"

Xi Yan, who had already woken up and was leaning on the head of the bed at the moment, said after hearing Yuan Yan's voice: "That's because you slept softly, so you have a headache." ”

Yuan Yan was lying in the futon, pouting unhappily, when there was a knock on the door outside the house, Yuan Yan looked up at the door in confusion, and wondered: "Is there anyone else at home?" ”

She turned her head to look at Xi Yan again, and the voice of the servant outside the house rang out, "Sir, dinner is ready." ”

"Bring it in." Xi Yan hooked his finger at Yuan Yan, "Come here." ”

"What's wrong?" Yuan Yan crawled to him with his hands and feet and hummed, leaned his head and asked.

Xi Yan's fingers curled slightly, his thin lips pursed lightly, he pinched Yuan Yan's cheeks accurately, and said with a poisonous tongue: "Eat and sleep all day long, the sound of suona can't wake you up, you are really amazing." ”

"......" Yuan Yan touched the tip of her nose, her pink lips pursed gently, and she drooped her head a little embarrassed.

Sister-in-law Zhou put the meal on the white round table, and accidentally saw the picture of the husband and wife getting along like guests, and immediately felt surprised.

When she was still in the villa, her husband and wife were incompatible, and her wife was short-tempered and vicious, and often opposed her husband, until she drove her and all the other servants in the villa away.

It's only been a dozen days, why is the painting style suddenly wrong?

Sister-in-law Zhou was a maid after all, and she didn't dare to stay in the master bedroom for too long, so she quickly withdrew her gaze and turned to leave.

Xi Yan kept pulling Yuan Yan's face, although it didn't hurt, she always felt that her face would be pulled by him, so she chirped: "You let go, believe it or not, I'll beat you!" ”

"Huh." Xi Yan sneered, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you still want domestic violence?" Well? ”

"......" Yuan Yan glanced at his handsome face, and there was a whimper in his heart.

Pretty.

Reluctant.

"Speak."

Xi Yan pinched her face.

"Woohoo, don't pinch!" Yuan Yan hurriedly covered his hand for evil, and cried: "I didn't think about domestic violence, I just wanted to scare you." ”

The weak and boneless little hand covered his hand, Xi Yan's face was indifferent with a hint of different emotions, he withdrew his hand, and his tone was slightly cold: "You are not allowed to make trouble in the future." ”

Looking at Xi Yan who turned into an iceberg in seconds, Yuan Yan scratched his head, the character of the little beauty is really unpredictable, obviously she was fine one second, but she changed her face in the next second.

A man's heart, a needle under the sea.

After Yuan Yan finished feeding Xi Yan, she took a few bites at random, then packed up the dishes and chopsticks and took them out of the house.

Walking downstairs, Yuan Yan saw that there were many more servants in the villa, she put the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, and returned to the bedroom with her slippers.

"Xi Yan, why are there so many servants in the family all of a sudden?"

When the man in the wheelchair heard this, he tilted his head slightly, and the pure black hair on his forehead trembled slightly with his movements, "The huge villa always needs someone to take care of it, is it possible that you want to clean it yourself?" ”

Yuan Yan nodded, feeling that what he said was very reasonable, she rubbed to Xi Yan's side with great interest, and asked with a smile: "Xi Yan, are you feeling sorry for me?" ”

Xi Yan's eyes couldn't see, but his hearing was very keen, and he stared at Yuan Yan with those empty and godless eyes, and his palm landed accurately on the top of her hair.

He chuckled and said, "Yuan Yan, can you dream less all day long?" ”

Yuan Yan: "......"