He nodded, got into bed and hugged her: "Xiaofeng, you can sleep as long as you want, and we'll go out for ......activities when we wake up."

The quilt was lifted a little, and her body immediately became cold and cold, and he took off his clothes, hugged her tightly, and warmed her with his own body heat.

She hugged his neck like a child and kissed him affectionately on the lips. There was a long-lost sour excitement in his heart, and he hugged her waist tightly, more eager than her, and the two had not been entangled for a long time. When she was about to gasp for a kiss, she giggled and buried her head in his chest, and suddenly saw his naked body, she screamed miserably, screaming like a ghost: "No, you are not Ye Jia...... Fuck off, who are you? ”

Ye Jia hugged her, anxious and painful: "Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you?" Xiaofeng, wake up......"

She pushed him fiercely, hit him and grabbed him: "You are not Ye Jia, you get out of the way...... You're a liar......"

He hugged her tighter, his heart splitting. She pushed desperately for a while, her eyes went dark, and she fell asleep again.

Feng Feng's illness is half a month.

Ye Jia's villa has long been deserted, and the short-lived excitement has disappeared, even if Mrs. Ye, Lin Jiani, Shanshan and other regulars have disappeared one by one. There is only Ye Jia in this house, he is at home every day, it is close to the Spring Festival, he has taken a long annual leave, a full two months of annual leave.

It's as if I've taken all the annual leave of my life.

Feng Feng lay in bed all day, like a person who could never wake up. Ye Jia tried his best to coax her out of bed and take her out for a walk. Many times, she is very obedient, she eats when she is told to eat, and she watches TV when she is told to watch TV. It's just that she refuses to go out of the range of the wooden bridge no matter what, she wears the same clothes every day, refuses to change them no matter what, and doesn't even take a bath, and the whole person is like an unkempt female beggar.

If you can't love, then be sick, like a lazy person who is passive and slacking off, she doesn't know whether she is protesting against time or life.

Ye Jia often tried to make her tidy, washing her face, combing her hair, bathing, and trying her best to change her clothes...... Whenever he did this, she always tried her best to resist, and sometimes, when she was tired of resisting, she would stop, look at him without blinking, and often see the middle of the way, and she would be confused, as if she couldn't recognize a single word in the English paper when she was going to graduate school.