Wen Qiao took a basin of water, took a new toothbrush, squeezed a little toothpaste, and gave it to Fu Nanli.

Finally, the bedtime work was completely ready, and Wen Qiao climbed into bed: "Hurry up and go to bed." ”

The lights went out, and the room was dark.

The man's voice came with a smile: "How many times have you urged, it seems that you are in a hurry?" ”

Wincho: ......

What with what?

Is it purely because it's not early?

The bed is a single bed, and Fu Nanli, a 188-year-old man who has practiced very strongly, went up, and the space became even more cramped.

Wen Qiao could only be forced to stick to him very tightly, the goose down quilt had been sunburned by his mother during the day, it was very warm, full of the smell of the sun, and the smell of male hormones on his body.

Wen Qiao's face was slightly hot.

"You go over there a little." She said.

Fu Nanli grabbed her hand and went to his waist.

"What for?" She was a little alarmed.

The hand went over his waist and leaned behind him, "You touch it, I'm already close to the edge of the bed, and I'm going to go down to the ground if I move it again." ”

Wen Qiao touched it, and indeed went to the side of the bed, "Oh." ”

Her head rested on his arm, his hand resting on her waist, and the temperature inside the room kept climbing.

Wen Qiao originally thought that he would let him go at half past five tomorrow morning, because Uncle Ji would get up at six o'clock at the latest, because there are customs on the streets here, and the children will get up and walk the streets and alleys to beg for candy, and the first batch of children should come over at six o'clock, and someone at home must send candy.

Unexpectedly, she slept quite deeply and forgot to set the alarm clock.

A child's voice came from outside the door, 'Uncle Ji, Wishing you prosperity Happy New Year......'

Wen Qiao woke up suddenly, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the man's sleeping face, and when it was time to burn her eyebrows, she even admired it silently, her sleeping face was really beautiful.

Uncle Ji's voice came: "Come here to get candy in the house, my brothers and sisters are still sleeping." ”

A group of children hula ran to the next yard, which was very lively.

Fu Nanli had never seen such a scene, and his voice was hoarse: "Why are there so many people?" ”

Wen Qiao explained to him, and he lowered his eyes and said, "It's a bit like Halloween in foreign countries." ”

"It's just that our neighbors are very familiar with each other, so there is such a custom, you get up quickly, you have to go out quietly, you can't be seen by Uncle Ji, let alone my mother."

Fu Nanli sat up slowly, the little girl kept pressing his arm to sleep, her hands were a little numb, and he looked worried: "Press it for me." ”

Wen Qiao: "Hurry up, okay?" ”

Fu Nanli only wore a shirt, and when he slept all night, his shirt was a little wrinkled, which was a little inconsistent with his noble young master's temperament, but it was also a little more decadent and lazy.

Fu Nanli leaned on the head of the bed, "It's not dawn yet." ”

Wen Qiao lay on top of him, reached for his iron-gray sweater on the wooden chair, sat on his lap, and hurriedly helped him get dressed.

Fu Nanli's eyes darkened a little, and he reached out to press the back of her head, and there was another strong kiss.

Uncle Ji's voice came from outside the window, "Qiaoqiao, do you want to eat steamed buns or dumplings for breakfast?" Or rice cakes? ”

Wen Qiao pushed Fu Nanli away and said angrily: "When is it not okay to kiss?" ”

Then he said to Uncle Ji outside the window: "I can do it, Uncle Ji." ”

"Then boil the rice cake and eat it."

"Okay."

Fu Nanli had already put on a sweater and looked at her with a confused look in his eyes: "How can I get out?" Your Uncle Ji seems to be busy with breakfast in the kitchen, and when I go out, he will see me, right? ”

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