"Huh?"

Zuo Heng knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no reaction in the room.

"Strange, what about people?"

Xiao Jiujiu, who hid himself in his heart, wanted to sneak attack Su Li and see what kind of man she looked like when she just woke up in the morning, and her brows instantly twisted into a ball.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Immediately, in order to make sure of his girlfriend's safety, Zuo Heng hurriedly took out his mobile phone to call.

"It's a good dream to sleep in the immortals, let it be cold and cold.

Xuanyuan matter, ancient and modern talks, romantic rivers and mountains.

Indulge in the white head, and comfort into a grand view.

Awake, also in the world;

Dreams are also in the world. ”

Su Li's cell phone rang from behind the man.

"Got up so early? I thought you would be so excited that you couldn't sleep and stayed in bed until noon today~"

Carrying a soy milk fritters xiaolongbao in her hand, the girl stood there with her eyebrows crooked.

"Ahem......"

Zuo Heng coughed twice unnaturally.

In fact, he really didn't fall asleep last night.

To be exact, I didn't sleep all night.

Fortunately, the skin foundation is good, and there are no dark circles under my eyes for the first time I tossed like this.

Otherwise, it will be embarrassing.

"Give it to me, you open the door."

The man gestured to take the bag in Su Li's hand.

"Hmm...... I'm afraid I won't be able to open the door today. ”

The girl sighed and looked like she had fallen into bad luck.

"How?"

Could it be that there is something unsightly in the house?

For example, the underwear that was not sorted out was thrown on the sofa casually?

Zuo Heng, whose thinking is very divergent, instantly became excited, and even the tip of his nose felt like blood boiling and gushing out.

Hiss......

The restricted-level scene is so beautiful!

"When we went out last night, there were a lot of cockroaches in the house."

Su Li tried to put on an understated expression.

PS: The mobile phone bell is the poetry number of Renjue Very Jun.

The wall cracks and shows that the white melon feels very Jun and the people feel that they eat the melon Jun (*\/ω\*)~