Feng Youyou said.

"Punish dad and don't sleep with stepmother at night!"

Although Feng Youyou's family consciousness is shallow, she knows from other children in the kindergarten that her father and mother have to sleep together at night.

At this moment, Feng Youyou has forgotten how much she resisted lying in the same bed with her stepmother on the first day, and now she is full of heart and does not want her father to squeeze in.

After all, her father has never slept with her, and it is not easy for her to get used to her stepmother, so she doesn't have to adapt to it again.

If Wen Renxue is drinking water at this time, it will be squirted out.

No, whether she wins or not, she won't sleep with Feng Yan!

In order to prevent Feng Youyou from speaking surprisingly again, Wen Renxue hurriedly opened his mouth to come down for Feng Yanying.

"I think so, or you'll sleep on the floor?"

To show that she was selfless, she added.

"I am willing to lose the bet, don't worry, I will help you lay the ground!"

Feng Youyou also opened her round eyes, pouted and crossed her waist, looking at her father, with an expression as if to say, "Dad shouldn't plan to cheat."

Looking at the big and small in front of him, one looked away with a weak heart, and the other stared at himself with a vivid expression, and the two vaguely similar faces revealed a cuteness that made people laugh.

Feng Yan smiled, his eyes were lazy.

"Okay, then tonight."

Feng Youyou got up and went to the refurbished bedding in the closet, for fear that his father would regret it.

Wen Renxue captured the phrase "tonight".

What's tonight?

Tomorrow night, the night after tomorrow, every night in the future, they won't be able to sleep together, okay!

Wen Renxue maintained the expression on her face, gritting her teeth and smiling.

"Then you want to, refuel, and oil tomorrow."

Feng Yanyun replied lightly.

"Okay."

Wen Renxue: What's good!

Want to win me? Dream on!

On the other side, Feng Youyou was still working hard to open the wardrobe.

She is not as tall as the wardrobe door handle, so she can only tiptoe to try to reach the bedding, this appearance shows a little bit of the coquettishness she should have at her age, Wen Renxue was about to help, and a pair of big hands had already opened the cabinet door first.

The quilt prepared by the program team is bright red, embroidered with festive gold thread patterns, and is held in Feng Yan's arms, like holding a flame, which makes him extraordinarily white, and the demonic feeling that is pressed down by his eyebrows and eyes is faintly about to rise.

【？ It's just a red quilt, how can he look so good! 】

[I'm tired of boasting, this couple is on the show to show us to death, right? ] 】

[I thought I would be immune, but I didn't expect to be hit by the appearance crit every time! ] 】

[Suddenly I feel that these two people should look good in red wedding dresses, I don't know if they have taken this type of wedding photos, I really want to see it! ] 】

Wen Renxue was also shaken by the appearance of Feng Yan, and quickly turned his head, and saw a pile of sundries next to the bed, so he went over to clear out a place.

Feng Yan spread the big red futon on the ground, Wen Renxue squatted down, pulling the corners of the quilt at this end, Feng Yan used a little force at that end, and the quilt was instantly flattened and spread into a soft cushion.

Just pulled and pulled, and the tacit understanding was so tacit that even Wen Renxue was stunned for a moment.

Before today, the two of them were strangers.

So is it normal to have such a tacit understanding?

Wen Renxue couldn't help but think about it, after getting along with Feng Yan this day, she didn't feel uncomfortable, and she could also feel that the other party was both familiar and close to her.

Although Feng Yan always maintained a gentleman's distance, he did not exceed half a point in his behavior.

But she suddenly had an illusion that they had known each other and lived together for a long time, so long that many subconscious actions could cooperate with each other.

It's weird.

Even if it is explained by the memory of the program, it doesn't make sense, after all, at this moment, the soul staying in this body is Wen Renxue from another world, and all the habits belong to her.

Wen Renxue's doubts were even worse, and she tried to call the system in her mind, but there was still no response.

She raised her eyes to look at Feng Yan, who turned around to get another futon, and felt a little tangled.

What does Feng Yan think now?

Is it because of the camera that you deliberately accommodate yourself?

At this moment, Feng Youyou leaned over and patted the mat on the ground, pulling back Wen Renxue's thoughts.

"It's thick, it's not hard at all."

Wen Renxue lowered his eyes, and his expression softened again.

"Yes, if you lose tomorrow and have to sleep on the floor, you won't be crushed."

Feng Youyou really raised his tone immediately.

"I'm not going to lose!"

Wen Renxue laughed and rubbed Feng Youyou's fluffy hair.

Feng Yan took another futon, and when he turned around, he found that from his angle, he could just see Wen Renxue's low-hanging and trembling eyelashes.

Like a brisk butterfly, damp with rain and dew, slowly and gently, stirring its wings.

It's beautiful.

He hid the excitement in his eyes and squatted down to lay out the quilt.

On Wen Renxue's side, the family of three assigned a place, and walked on the bed and the ground early, away from the mobile phone and the Internet, and fell asleep not long after, unaware that the outside had been "fighting" in a bloody rain.

First of all, the live broadcast clip of the program team's interview with the tour group was released.

The images of the interviewed tourists are anonymized, so you can make bold comments.

Some people say that they think that Pei Yinghou's arrangement is not good, but because of the fame of the actress, they are embarrassed to give a low score.

It is said that Wen Renxue did not take care of everyone's wishes, and obviously wanted to soak in the hot spring in the morning, but Wen Renxue did not buy a hot spring ticket at all.

It is said that Jiang Aidou's physical strength is not good, and the tour guide can't even keep up with the pace of tourists, so he can't have a good time.

In general, they are innocuous complaints.

Only Amberna's evaluation caused a small stir.

During the interview, the tourist's voice was obviously much more immature, and the young man who was in the stage of voice change had a hoarse voice, but his tone was serious.

"She's cheating, isn't she?"

The staff member on the other side hesitated for a moment and replied.

"It's because the rules of our program team are not in place, strictly speaking, she didn't violate any ......"

The little boy interrupted the staff's euphemistic defense, and his tone was innocent.

"Of course, the program team won't stipulate that guests can't spend 10,000 yuan to buy a ticket, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is called bribery, big brother, do you really think this is okay?"

What did I hear? Is that what I understand? 】

[My understanding is that in order to get the highest vote, Ambana told this group of children that as long as they voted for her, they would give 10,000 each? Oh no, it's 10,000 for every vote cast, and 100,000 for 10 votes! 】

[Aren't those seven 700,000!] Why is she so reluctant? However, 700,000 yuan for the cover of the A magazine seems to be really worth it. 】

[The key is that the cover was not revealed in advance! ] Could it be that she already knew? 】

The staff can see the real-time barrage and make up for it in a panic.

"Is it possible that you misunderstood? Maybe she didn't mean it that way. ”

The young man's tone suddenly became playful.

"Big brother, do you know which school I am?"

There are two groups of people in charge of the front desk interview and guest arrangement, and the staff really doesn't know what the identities of the group of tourists invited this time are, so they can only shake their heads awkwardly.

"Ahem, it doesn't have anything to do with our interview, does it?"

The little boy held up a finger and shook it.

"It matters."

"I am a direct promotion class from Chenghua High School, and there are seven of us in this team."

In the stunned eyes of the staff, the little boy tilted his head and asked innocently.

"Big brother, do you think that with our IQ, it is possible to misunderstand?"

(End of chapter)