She looked suspiciously at his assurance: "If you kick me again, I'll wake up and kick you." ”

"Okay, Xiaofeng, go to sleep, go to sleep. Yesterday you were the queen, today it is time for me to be the emperor, you have to wake up to have the spirit to serve me......"

"Hmm."

Ye Jia turned off the light, and the two slept again, he held her in his arms and let her completely pill in the crook of his arm, thinking that he was foolproof. But Feng Feng didn't dare to take it lightly, and hugged his neck like a koala, firmly, thinking, this way he couldn't fall anymore. However, it was uncomfortable to fall asleep like that, and when the eyelids were closed, the hands were released again......

Fortunately, when I woke up the next day, I was lying in bed. She suspected that Ye Jia, who got up first, eliminated the "incriminating evidence", but Ye Jia spread her hands: "Xiaofeng, I said no, no, in the future, you promise not to see yourself lying on the ground again......"

She was still suspicious: "Didn't you get up on time at 7 o'clock?" It's only 6:50......."

"Shall I get up first and see how it is getting up?"

Obviously, he got up early to eliminate the "criminal evidence", but to put it bluntly, he refused to admit that he "kicked people", shameful guy. "Hmph, if I want to catch the evidence, I must kick you once, hehe."

"Let's talk about kicking people later, it's time to get up and do sports......"

So, poor Feng Feng was picked up and moved, and then, all day long, Ye Jia stood by like an emperor, letting her serve, and her physiology and psychology were unprecedentedly relaxed and happy.

Throughout the Spring Festival for a few days, the two took turns to be the "queen" and "emperor", today you serve me, tomorrow I serve you, happy to do it, like two children who play the house, deeply immersed in this game, so happy that they can hardly tell what day is or where.

It seems to be drunk but not drunk, like waking up from a dream.

Open your eyes, the sun outside is so dazzling, the first day of the first month, the plan of the year lies in spring, everyone is talking about auspiciousness.

Li Huan sat up, feeling weak, and didn't know when he got to bed. He stared blankly at the teacups on the bedside table, some sobering up medicine to protect his stomach. Then, getting up, in the kitchen, there was some cooked food, and there was still warm pork ribs and lotus root soup in the food box.

Feng Feng! It was Feng Feng who came back.

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