Song Jiaxi walked out of the bathroom, looked at Liang Huan who was standing outside, and couldn't help blushing slightly.

Liang Huan's handsome cheeks had a faint hint of pride, he raised his chin towards Song Jiaxi, and said with a hint of ridicule in his voice: "How is it, is it easy to use??" ”

"That's it...... It's okay......" Song Jiaxi opened his mouth, and he was embarrassed to say that his peace of mind pants were too thick, so he could only respond perfunctorily.

"That's good." Liang Huan reached out and gently touched her head, and said in a gentle voice: "Go to bed, it's not early, it's half past three at this time." ”

"Good ......" Song Jiaxi nodded, glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the living room, and sure enough, it was already three thirty-five.

Just for this one peace of mind pants, I tossed back and forth for an hour.

Ay...... She will go to the supermarket tomorrow and buy more than a dozen packs of safety pants for her to keep at home.

Song Jiaxi glanced at Liang Huan again, hesitated for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "Thank you......"

"Huh??" Liang Huan didn't seem to hear what she said clearly, and looked at her with a confused expression.

"I said, thank you......" Song Jiaxi raised her voice a little and said to him.

"Oh, it's fine." Liang Huan winked at her and said, "Don't be so polite, next time you need it, you can come to me directly, handmade, luxury customization, the world is only ......"

"Shut up." Song Jiaxi really couldn't listen to it anymore, she stepped forward before, covered Liang Huan's mouth, and said fiercely to him: "Go to sleep!" Good night! ”

Liang Huan was slightly stunned, his expression immediately became gentle, he reached out to hold Song Jiaxi's little hand covering his mouth, kissed the back of her hand, and said in a low voice: "Good night, Xiaoxi." ”

Song Jiaxi only felt that the back of her hand was hot, she subconsciously retracted her hand, turned it behind her, looked at him in a panic and said, "What are you doing??" ”

Liang Huan looked at her very innocently and said, "Aren't gentlemen all carrying their own hands??" If you're not used to it, I can kiss you on the face......"

As he spoke, he was about to lean over towards Song Jiaxi.

"Go away, go away......" Song Jiaxi pushed away his face, turned back to the room with a disgusted face, and said, "I'll go back to sleep, bye." ”

Liang Huan: "......"

He maintained this posture and watched Song Jiaxi's back disappear behind his bedroom door, then he straightened up and smiled helplessly.

Ay...... It's still cute five years ago...... The current Xiao Xixi is really ruthless and unrighteous.

Liang Huan sighed, turned around and roughly cleaned up the things on the sofa, then lifted the quilt and lay down again.

However, as soon as he lay down on the couch, his body froze.

Hiss - it hurts......

Liang Huan sat up with his arms propped up, and glanced behind him, the needle he had just sewn for Song Jiaxi's pants fell into the quilt.

As soon as he lay down, the needle pricked him.

It's so miserable, he's really miserable......

Liang Huan silently picked up the needle, carefully put it into the sewing box, and then lay down with peace of mind.

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At half past seven in the morning, Song Jiaxi was sleeping soundly, but suddenly felt shocked and sat up from the bed.