Isn't it an example?

Oh yes, he doesn't allow anyone else to eat in his room. Violators will be sentenced to death directly! Probation is not enough! However, Wen Yan's death penalty entries are also very many.

She sucked on the noodles, and made Meow Meow so greedy that it was about to fly out of her little eyes. A bowl of noodles is eaten upside down, and only a bone with half a shredded meat is left, and the saliva has flown down to 3,000 feet.

Meow Meow knows a lot more about current affairs than her, and she goes out with a bone in her mouth. Look at that fat ass, like a cautious and cautious minister, who finally won the favor of the saint.

She willingly went to brush her teeth again.

Listening to her brisk pace, there is really no foodie's little emotion, it can't be solved by a delicious meal, not to mention that he went out in person.

Wen Yan closed his eyes, and his smile flashed for a moment.

Late at night.

It's silent.

Shen Xihuan had fallen asleep. But it seems, it wasn't a sweet dream. She was curled up, her brows furrowed, her hands clutching the quilt, and the white gauze on her right hand was particularly dazzling in the moonlight.

Wen Yan looked at her quietly, looking at the face that was close at hand.

He couldn't help but think of the picture from his childhood:

She fell, broke her knees, and sat on the ground sobbing. Ah Yue said two words to her, and exhaled a few more breaths into the wound, and she immediately burst into tears and laughed, "giggling" and laughing happily. It's like that little pity just now is just everyone's delusion.

He didn't know what to say to make her laugh in her dreams. He could only cautiously approach the back of her hand and exhale softly.

Won't it hurt anymore?

……

Summer vacation has officially begun.

Shen Sihuan and the bed A new round of lingering against death has officially begun~

Wen Yan came home at about two o'clock in the afternoon, opened the door, and she was like a spineless frog, sleeping in a strange sleeping position;

Wen Yan came home at nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, opened the door, she held a bird's nest head, hugged a pillow, grabbed her mobile phone, and let it go;

Wen Yan came home at seven o'clock in the evening, opened the door, she straddled the entire bed, touched her stomach and burped, in a daze;

Wen Yan came home at nine o'clock in the evening and opened the door, she was sleeping like Meow Meow and Xiao Wang, and the three of them were lying side by side and sleeping;

Wen Yan: .....................

The last straw that crushed Wen Yan was one day, when he came home at about 11 o'clock at noon, opened the door, and someone was actually lying on the bed, watching a movie and eating fried chicken!!

He rarely went home at this time, so much so that when he pushed the door and entered the room, Shen Xihuan bit a spicy chicken leg in his mouth, and he was instantly petrified. Crispy breadcrumbs from the fried chicken crust fell from her mouth.

She clearly saw that with each drop, Wen Yan's right eyebrow twitched, and then again......

If eating in his room is a death sentence, then eating in his bed is a death sentence—ashes that have been blown away from ashes, ashes that have been blown into ashes by an atomic bomb......

"Ahh Help me! Xiao Wang, save me! Yes! Wen Yan you...... Kill! Help me! Old Shen, come and save me! Yes!!! ”

Earth-shattering, deafening, and finally extinguished.

The door opened, Wen Yan threw a ball at the door, and called someone to come upstairs to clean it thoroughly.

And the one that showed a small head, gray face, hair flying, and angry - Wen Yan used the bed sheet as a bun skin, and the four corners were entangled with each other and tied countless knots, wrapping Shen Xihuan and her fried chicken together, leaving only the head outside......