Time is a merciless thing.

God, don't bother to fix this sentence, okay?

Then the day passed quickly.

It was night, the starry sky was shining, and the moonlight was filled.

The night in the countryside is not as noisy and lively as in the city, and it is exceptionally quiet at night.

After the family had dinner, in the kitchen, Qiao Lingxi helped Confucius wash the dishes and chopsticks.

In the main room, Kong Xianglin was lying on the sofa and scrolling through Weibo like an uncle.

As for Kong Laohan, he didn't seem to be in a very good mood, he was smoking a cigarette pouch while pacing around the room, with a very irritated expression on his face.

After a while, he suddenly walked in front of Kong Xianglin in a few steps.

Kong Xianglin was startled by his startled movements, and hurriedly sat up straight and asked, "Dad, what are you doing here?" ”

Kong Laohan glared at him and said, "How are you going to sleep tonight?" ”

Kong Xianglin said: "How can I sleep like this, don't we have two partial rooms in our house, I sleep in the east house, let Xiaoxi sleep in the west house." ”

Kong Laohan looked dissatisfied, and said: "What's the matter, your mother is waiting to hug her big fat grandson, don't you want to express it?" ”

Kong Xianglin said clearly: "Aren't we not married yet, it's not suitable in a room, and I don't know what Xiaoxi thinks?" ”

Kong Laohan hated iron and said: "Please find out a problem first, but now in our house, the initiative is in our hands, you just say that there is only one side room, what else can she say, how can you encounter this kind of thing, you become an elm pimple, and you don't know how to work around at all." ”

Kong Xianglin thought for a while: "Okay, let's just say that there is only one room, I see what she means." ”

Kong Laohan breathed a sigh of relief: "This is my good son, after a while, I will ask your mother to change you with a new bedding, this condition is provided, tonight, it depends on your performance." ”

Kong Xianglin nodded.

After Mother Confucius laid out the two sets of bedding at home, Kong Xianglin took Qiao Lingxi into the side room.

Qiao Lingxi looked around and looked at the scene in the house.

Kong Xianglin said: "That's it, we can only make up here for one night." ”

"Then I'll sleep on the bed, and you will sleep on the sofa." Saying that, Qiao Lingxi hurriedly ran towards the big bed, and when she arrived at the bed, she kicked off her shoes and "rubbed!" like a kitten! Then he got on the bed, knelt down and began to lay the quilt.

Kong Xianglin shook his head, sighed, walked over with a dissatisfied face, and said, "Why do I sleep on the sofa and you sleep on the bed?" ”

Qiao Lingxi knelt down and turned to him, and said, "Then I'll sleep on the sofa, and you will sleep on the bed." As he spoke, he moved his body and got out of bed.

Kong Xianglin hurriedly stopped her and said, "I mean, you see if we can ......."

Qiao Lingxi hesitated for a moment, with a knowing expression, she reached out and nodded his nose, and said with a smile: "Want to make Huai?" ”

Kong Xianglin followed, "Hehe! He laughed twice: "I respect what you mean." ”

Qiao Lingxi still had a hippie smile on her face just now, and then her face changed, and she said, "Then you will sleep on the sofa, and I will sleep on the bed." ”

Kong Xianglin sullenly "Oh! With a sigh, he took a set of quilts from the bed and walked towards the sofa with his arms in his arms.

After the lights were turned off in the house, outside the window, a bright moon sprinkled the faint moonlight, and the clear light of the room was sprinkled through the window.

Kong Xianglin was lying on the sofa, because there was a loved one in the house, which disturbed his mind and made him unable to sleep for a while.