Ping yawned, and my stomach gurgled as the atmosphere changed from silence to sour. He turned to look at me, his gaze fixed on my face for a moment, the fingerprint on the half of my cheek, and then he looked to my side.

I followed his line of sight, and I couldn't help but be confused at the same time.

I was hungry and wanted to steal a piece of pastry, but before I could eat it, they came in, and in a hurry, I could only pinch the pastry in the palm of my hand, but I didn't want to be crushed by me on the edge of the bed unintentionally, and the crumbs were impressive.

I was sweating on my forehead by Ah Ping's suspicious eyes, and I quickly stammered and whispered: "Today from the morning...... I haven't had a ...... until now Eat so ......"

The reason why the explanation was interrupted was because Ah Ping was not listening to me, he didn't care what I was saying, he looked left and right and walked to the table, heard him muttering "thirst" in his mouth, and then overturned the teacup there, but finally he picked up the flask and poured a full glass of wine into the glass and drank it, as if this had finally quenched his thirst.

He walked back to the bed and yawned again, his dark eyes wandering, and he looked at me again.

Because of the flutter just now, a strand of his sideburns fell down, perhaps because of the candlelight shining behind him, and he felt that the sleepy young man in front of him had a hint of charm.

The back of my hand was beaten, and it didn't hurt, but it made me feel inexplicable.

He said, "I'm sleepy. ”

From that tired expression, I could tell that he was indeed sleepy, but what did he say to me when he was sleepy? When you're sleepy, lie down and sleep. In my doubt, he pulled his hand up and pointed to the bed, repeating what he had just said: "I'm sleepy." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and finally realized that he was asking me to clean up the pastry crumbs. Hurriedly leaned down, slapped the crumbs on the edge of the bed on the ground, and leaned into the bed to pull the neatly folded big red quilt.

When my mother-in-law left, she also told me to take care of Ah Ping's daily life, and it seems that my father-in-law must be cooking for her on weekdays. Unexpectedly, as soon as the big red quilt was shaken open, a lot of things flew out on the bed, and when I looked at it, it was some dried fruits such as peanuts and dates, as well as two red eggs. Before getting married, A-Niang mentioned that these things mean that the two of them had a noble son early......

I definitely couldn't sleep after a bed, so I sighed lightly and had to bend down to pick it up.

I didn't hear Ah Ping seem to mutter, I thought he was urging, so I didn't look back and said, "You wait, you can clean up and sleep soon." But he tugged at my clothes from behind, and when I had to look back, I heard the words: "I'm hot." ”

The key is still emotional, he tore open the placket of his shirt while talking to me, and after tearing the red wedding robe outside, he ripped the white middle coat inside, revealing the collarbone below the neck, and then a small piece of white chest was also exposed in the messy placket...... The allure felt even more intense before.

Forced himself to look away, but his cheeks gradually turned crimson, and he was about to exhale to calm his mind, when he suddenly leaned his face closer, and his eyes were four pairs in a distance of more than an inch, and he breathed on my face: "I'm so hot." ”

"That'...... That...... Take off your clothes. "I was so excited that I stuttered.

He frowned, and then spread his hands out, waiting to untie his wide clothes.

After all, his wedding robe was not cumbersome to wear, and he could remove it by untying his belt, but the robe was heavy in his hands, and the doors and windows in this room were closed, and it was indeed very hot. I hung the big red robe on the silver hook at the head of the bed on the left side, and when I looked back, I saw him standing in front of the table with his back to him, his body was long, and he seemed to have a wine jug in his hand.

My heart moved slightly, and I unconsciously stepped forward, and saw him pouring wine again from a slight side perspective.

The candlestick was placed on the table, so that his face was very ruddy in the candlelight, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, he couldn't be drunk. I couldn't take my eyes off it, and if there was a hint of delusional charm just now, then I can be sure of it at this moment. He was wearing a plain white middle coat, the placket had been torn open, and it was half-hung there, and the small piece that had been exposed only slightly became a straight line downward, extending from the collarbone to the chest and then to the abdomen, and downward...... Spring is unlimited.