From dusk, late at night, to early morning with insects and birds.

The tired captain of the dwarf pill fell asleep in the small bed, and this sleep went straight to dawn.

The sun was slightly drunk, and the white-gold sunlight seemed to be deliberately pouring on Concubine Quan's milky skin, sliding down the porcelain white skin, flowing over the crook of the arm, and flowing over the thighs.

The aroma wafting in from outside the room made her smell fragrant, like the smell of barbecue.

"Hmm-Dafa, who's cooking..."

Hoarse, sexy voice sounds, like a girlfriend is coquettish.

Concubine Quan Eun slowly opened her eyes and lifted the quilt.

Full of the temperament of a royal sister, she struggled to get up weakly, and the sling slid down, revealing her snow-white fragrant shoulders.

She sat on the bed, her whole person showed a messy beauty, and her thoughts that had just woken up were very confused.

The moment he woke up, he turned his head for the first time and looked at the top bunk on his side, which had become his habit, and in his sight, the neatly stacked bedding was the empty bed left by his own rebellious "runaway".

"Hey, I still haven't come back, Ernie is lying again..."She sighed softly at first, helpless, spoiled, and deeply missed.

Last night, I heard from the agent's sister that she would come back with Cui Rongna, but she waited and waited, and she fell asleep when she was too tired.

Wake up, in addition to Guangbei's innocent face, duck duck's soft ass...

Nothing has changed! Sweet potato Ernie deceives!

After all, if you just woke up in a small hurry, the bedding must not be folded so neatly, it must be a mess.

Xiao Liang got up very angrily, which is a fact recognized by the dwarf pill.

But in the next second, Sister Quan noticed that something was wrong, and frowned for no reason.

"Huh? Wait a minute! ”

seems to have found that the pillow is placed in the wrong place, after all, she personally cleans it up every day, even if it falls from Guangbei, or An An's hair, she knows it clearly.

Concubine Kwon leaned over and touched the futon.

The eyes suddenly became confused and strange.

"Mo, how can you be warm and warm?"

Early in the morning, her mind was chaotic, and she couldn't figure it out, so she thought it was Guangbei and Youzhen who secretly ran to the small cool bed in the middle of the night to sleep.

I didn't think much of it, because—

Concubine Quan Enfei stroked her sore head, touched her empty stomach again, and said to herself:

"Sister, I'm hungry, very hungry, tired, so tired."

The devil's itinerary these days is simply simple, all kinds of talk variety shows, chat radio stations - but the sisters in the group, some are "introverted", some are "language barriers", and some love "Buddhist daze"...

All kinds of tricky and trapgy topics, those MCs with average levels only care about the effect of the show, and don't care about the psychological burden of idols at all.

It's incomparable to the predecessors of Running Man.

For example, the brain-dead question asked - "Regarding the idea of debut popularity, have you ever blushed Sakura Miyawaki Sakura, Zhang Yuanying..."

Once, the honest and upright members accidentally said: "Popularity is not the only one, although I am very envious, but my strength is not worse than them, I will fight, and I will try to catch up without delaying." ”

As a result, it was viciously cut by the production team, leaving only the first two sentences.

Then I encountered all kinds of cherry blossom powder and round powder cyberbullying!

Not to mention the Sakura trio, even the strong An Youzhen cried several times and almost collapsed.

In the end, everyone was scared, and they didn't dare to speak on variety shows, and the scene was often very embarrassing, leaving only Sister Quan to support and throw all kinds of topics.

It was simply indescribable torture, disaster.

The only two in the team with the best sense of variety show are a lonely person who goes to the variety show world to open up the wasteland and explore the way for iz*one.

A gifted little villain with a ball head, and he doesn't know where to run, maybe he is a road idiot, and he can't find his way back to the dormitory.

There are countless news of her on the Internet, and she is going to big hit again, and she is going, and there are very beautiful young ladies around her for some reason.

Sister Quan is so worried that she will be abducted by the young lady in her own little favor.

That little villain seems to have a natural talent for attracting those "beautiful sisters".

"Xiaoliang, Ernie misses you."

The name of that person has become Sister Quan's long-lost heart.

While folding the quilt, she thought about what to eat for breakfast, and after thinking about it for a long time, she still thought that she might as well get some tuna fried rice to fill her stomach.

Although she is ashamed to be the eldest sister of Dwarmaru, she has a confident cooking, and this is really the only one.

Because Jiang Xiaoliang loves to eat, he often says:

"Sister Wuli Quan's tuna fried rice is the best, zzang!"

But Xiao Liang is not here, and everyone seems to suddenly dislike it.

Concubine Quan Enfei got out of bed, put on cool slippers, and before walking out of the door, she leaned down slightly, looking at Jiang Huiyuan, who was sleeping on the bed in a very beautiful posture and had a pure and beautiful face.

The corners of his mouth smacked from time to time, and Guangbei seemed to be dreaming.

"Hey Yigu, pure Nomu Yebo (beautiful)~~ Coconut milk, uh, coconut milk forget it..."

The action was careful, and Sister Quan, who helped them re-cover the quilt with gentle eyes, sighed and helpless, and smiled a little disgusted.

Then she walked with a slightly heavy stride to the kitchen.

Wearing a camisole and super shorts, Concubine Kwon Eun, who shows a pair of long legs, has a lazy and somewhat sexy royal sister temperament.

"Da-"

The sound of the refrigerator opening, Sister Quan took out a piece of cheese and heated it with a refreshing beer.

The filming of the first season of iz*one chu is over, and the cameras have been dismantled for the time being, so the members don't have to be so restrained and suppress their desires.

When you are sad and sad, you can also drink to relieve your sorrows.

Her eyes were glazed, like a lovelorn, hangover girl sat on a chair and took a sip from time to time.

"Goo, goo."

"Zizizi..."

With the sound of wine entering his throat, a pleasant sizzling sound sounded in his ears at the right time.

Early in the morning, Concubine Kwon Eun, who was a little drunk in her eyes, looked up in a daze, looking at the cute back of the cherry blossom apron in front of the stove, the cool pocket with one hand, and the cute back of making breakfast.

Hey, that bouncing ball head is so cute.

The back also has a bit of a lazy teenager's sense of brokenness.

"Mo, it's just a can... Just drunk like this..."

Thinking that she was "drunk", Concubine Quan En, who was hallucinating, held a beer in one hand, supported her chin with the other, her eyes were hazy, and she smiled like a little beginner.

It's like a fantasy of "the man's family" in a dream, hoping to get the lazy feeling of having breakfast together, which is very unreal but wanton enjoyment.

It's as if this is just a dream, the kind of dream that you want to get, the hazy feeling that you want to grasp.

Sister Quan felt more and more that she was drunk, and it was not light.

"Oh, look at our little chef, it would be nice if it was my man's own death, kiyo~ But this illusion is too unreal, how can wuli Xiaoliang be so tall..."

Listening to the half-asleep, impolite whispering behind him, the comment - "West! ”

Xiao Liang, who was in his pocket and making breakfast, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and rolled his eyes.

Damn, how do you feel that you have been violated by Sister Quan's eyes...

What else is it called-"How can Xiao Liang be so tall?!" ”

Brother Liang, I just came back, I have grown taller and am in a good mood, I bear it!

She picked up a small ancestral wooden spoon, which was beaten at home, Pei's mother's favorite and the one with the best feel, and was secretly brought to the dormitory by herself.

- Heat the oil in a hot pan, fry two eggs first, one for Sister Quan, one for yourself, and fry the chives, garlic, millet and spicy.

"Hugh, Hugh~Wuhu~"

Ryoko also has a very cute special effect sound from time to time.

The light soy sauce brought from Pei's house consumes oil, add water to boil below, drain the soup, put on the beef packed from Hedongxun barbecue restaurant last night, and finally add a few pieces of "contrived" kimchi.

Appetite, excellent fried sauce color, simply.

The perfect "Ryoko brand bimbap" is countless times better than the fried noodles of the Southern Peninsula.

Sister Quan, who looked cute, took the fast child handed over by Xiao Liang.

"Wow, Mo?! It's so fragrant, it's delicious..."

The brain didn't react for a while, and Concubine Kwon Eun, who was blank, looked dumbfounded, but it didn't hinder the movements of her mouth, which was called a "can't stop at all".

Some people just appear in their sight, no matter what they see at this moment, they are very happy and satisfied in the eyes of Concubine Quan En.

And Jiang Xiaoliang is such an existence.

Huh, wait?!

Jiang Xiaoliang made a voice and interrupted Concubine Quan En's freshly rising sobriety and slow thoughts.

"Moh? What to drink early in the morning! Hurt your stomach! Confiscate! ”

"Inside?!"

"What cheese to eat! You're going to cry when you see it, your daughter is like a single dog, confiscated! ”

"Aang?!"

"I cooked you kelp soup, do you like it?"

"Like..."

The feeling of being taken care of for a long time.

There is a kind of cool comfort in the morning, and the coolness is slightly attacked, which is the countless days after Xiao Liang left, and the beauty that has been lost and regained.

This illusion is really good for the truth, I really hope that... Never wake up.

Concubine Kwon took a sip of the kelp soup, ate the noodles, narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, and chewed the delicious taste in her mouth.

The girl with the head of the ball rose a hint of playfulness, and her tone smiled:

"Inside? I didn't hear clearly, Sister Quan, did you say that you like me, or do you like soup? ”

"Of course I like you... Na! Oh? Huh?!

”

Jingle Bell –

It was the spoon that fell on the table.

Concubine Kwon opened her mouth wide and stared dumbfounded at the sakura apron and retro round-framed glasses in front of her, turning her back to cook kelp soup.

She even pinched her long legs and patted her face to see if she was dreaming and hallucinating.

Hearing the sound of "crackling", Jiang Xiaoliang turned around and saw Sister Quan slapping herself, her eyebrows raised, and she couldn't hold back her laughter for a while:

"Huh, Moh? Why do you want to self-harm, when did you have this hobby, Sister Quan. ”

"Uh..."

It seems that it is not a dream!

iz*one's silly eldest sister seems to have aphasia.

I miss this lazy voice very much, I like the little habit of sticking my backhand on my waist like a little cadre, with a cute ball head, clear and clean blue eyes, overflowing with aura.

The lazy look is so cute.

The loose eyes blinked, as if teasing himself: Sister Quan, who do you say you like?

"Jiang Xiaoliang?!

”

"Uh-huh."

Turning around, Jiang Xiaoliang, who was copying a small wooden spoon, was expressionless, and smiled slowly, with a crooked mouth: "Anyway, it's not Sister Quan, your little cook, as for the male family..."

No matter when, being molested by such a little brother will still be shocked.

The most humiliating thing is often the moment when you wake up from a "dream".

Concubine Kwon Eun's face turned red instantly.

The social death after waking up is unforgettable.

The domineering royal sister raised the hands holding the fast son, covered her hot face, shyly, broke down and shouted:

"Ahh West! Oh Dok! What a shame!

”