At dawn, Nanga was ordered to wake up. Over the years, I have never let myself sleep too hard and sleep too lazy.

In the ever-changing black triangle, sleep is a luxury.

Of course, it was an accident to get drunk at Shanjia last night.

After getting up, I saw the unfamiliar environment, and probably guessed what happened last night, picked up the toiletries prepared by the maid on the bedside, took a refreshing bath, and walked out of the door.

Hearing a strange noise in the kitchen, Nanga Si Ming walked over, and saw a long back, the lines were tight, and even he, a man, couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple twice.

The man in front of him was casually wearing jujube cotton underwear and comfortable white slacks, which set off the warmth of a homely man, but his figure was so good that his hormones exploded.

Nanjia Si ordered a few light coughs, Shan Moyan turned around, looked at the man, his body trembled unconsciously, and then returned to indifference, and continued to turn around to cook porridge and fry fritters.

Aunt Yun's house temporarily left in advance, and the fritters were made in advance, and Shan Moyan could eat them as long as they were fried. Ever since he knew that Su Lazy liked to eat fritters, he often asked Aunt Yun to do it.

After all, fritters are unhygienic to eat outside, and there are many key additives.

"I didn't expect you to have this skill, no wonder the little girl was stunned by you." Nanga Si Ming teased, he clearly did not miss the details of the man's body shaking just now.

How? Rubbed him on the ground last night?

Thinking of this, Nanga Si Ming was a little proud, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Su Lazy, who just got up and didn't find her husband, put on a coral velvet bear pajamas, and came to find a man with sleepy eyes. Seeing Nanjia Siming, his body was also slightly stunned.

Shan Moyan's sense of hearing is very sensitive, and he can detect the slightest abnormal sound, he turned around and glanced at Su Lazy, his face sank and ordered, "Go change your clothes." ”

How can you appear in front of other men in your pajamas? What's more, that person still had bad thoughts about her before.

Su lazy glanced at the man, leaned over to the boiling pork rib porridge in the casserole, and then looked at the golden fritters in the oil pot, the mood was beautiful, but there was a feeling of quiet years.

Nanga ordered her tongue to her lower lip and turned in a half circle, "Change your fart clothes." The whole hairy bear, if you want to have a chest or no chest, if you want an ass without an ass, it is better for you to have a look! ”

Nanga Si Ming stepped forward to tease Shan Moyan. Shan Moyan picked up the spoon as a weapon, and quickly resisted in front, full of vigilance, seeing Nanjia Si Ming dumbfounded, Su Lazy burst into laughter.

Su Lazy took out his mobile phone from his big pocket and clicked on a clip to show Nanga Siming, who instantly wanted to poke his eyes blind.

"Come here, don't be ashamed." Nanga Luodi, who had also finished washing, complained at Nanga Siming.

Nanga Si Ming rolled off to the table.

Shan Moyan held the casserole, and Su Lazy walked to the table with a plate of small fritters.

Nanjia Si Ming stretched out his claws and wanted to grab the small fritters, but was slapped off by Shan Moyan, "My wife hasn't eaten yet." ”

After speaking, Shan Moyan stingily moved the fritter plate to Su Lazy.

"Your uncle, I've never seen a more stingy man than you." Nanga Si was laughed at angrily, he couldn't beat people, he couldn't drink people, he couldn't drink people, he was so fucking deflated.

With the evil peach blossom eyes, he looked Shan Moyan up and down, and found that he was trembling.

Nanga's eyes flashed with a cunning light, as if he had grasped the weakness of the man, and had a certain evil taste, he stood up evilly, stretched out his hand to pick up the fritters, gently bit one end, and glanced at the man ambiguously, which was full of suggestiveness.

I took a bite of the fritters and threw out my wink.

Bang, the spoon that Shan Moyan had given Su Lazy to serve porridge fell into the ceramic bowl, making a screeching sound.

Su Lazy found that her husband was rarely so calm, and when she saw Nanjia Si Ming's appearance of biting on the fritters, she almost laughed.