This time, An Ran became obedient, and he didn't dare to talk back anymore, for fear of provoking him again. Slowly, cautiously, he moved his body, trying to get out of bed and get away from this ticking time bomb.

"What are you going to do?" grabbed the person who was about to escape into his arms again, Sima Jin asked with his eyes closed.

An Ran was shocked, "I, I didn't, I just wanted to clean up." ”

"No, put it there. Tomorrow morning, just let the next person come in and clean up. ”

"But, I haven't washed yet. An Ran twisted his body, trying to quietly retreat from his big hand.

Sima Jin directly grabbed An Ran's arms on both sides, like carrying a chick, put her on his belly, and then wrapped his hands around her and strangled her tightly. "That's it, sleep dirty! It's good! Once in a while, it's considered to be self-indulgence. ”

An Ran still wanted to say something, but Sima Jin snorted, "Shut up, if you talk again, it means that you are very energetic, and we will carry out what we have not finished just now!"

"No, no. I'm so tired, I'm tired, I'm going to sleep. Whew, whew, whew. I was so frightened that I quickly closed my eyes, fell asleep for a second, and there was a sound of snoring. If you hadn't slept before, what would you be afraid of!Sima Jin put his arm behind his head, and looked at An Ran's seemingly calm face with doting in his eyes. A warm current flowed through his heart, perhaps, this was what he wanted most. Choose a city and guard one person to the end of his life.

An Ran's eyelashes trembled slightly, but his mind was a mess. couldn't figure out Sima Jin's routine, so she had to wait defensively. Knowing that she hadn't slept yet, Sima Jin opened his lips personally, "Don't run around these two days, my father has already given permission, and I will get married in a few days, and this king doesn't want anything unexpected to happen at that time." ”

Enron didn't answer him and remained silent. The two of them have a surprisingly tacit understanding on this matter, and each insists on his own ideas. After waiting for a while, I thought she would say another two words, but I didn't hear an answer. When I turned my head to the side, I found that An Ran was breathing steadily, as if he was really asleep.

His hands gently stroked An Ran's long hair, and he also closed his eyes, "An Ran, that's fine." ”

Maintaining this hugging posture continued until the second half of the night, and An Ran was uncomfortable and panicked. Coupled with the fact that she deliberately pretended to be asleep, she was exhausted.

First, he quietly raised his head to look at Sima Jin's face, which was very good and was not awakened. Remove the ironed palm from the back and set aside. It's all because of this hand, she feels hot all the time! Then she carefully moved her body away, and the sound of her body rubbing against the sheets was avoided as much as possible.

With his elbows propped up, he was just lying flat, and before he could catch his breath, he heard Sima Jin's voice sound, "Have you eaten too much recently, this king's hands are sore!"

At that second, Enron was really angry. He sat up straight, staring at Sima Jin's side face angrily, "Why don't you just say I'm fat?! I still have a sore hand! Did I let you hold it? I didn't ask you! You wanted to hold it yourself, hum!"

"Poof. Sima Jin tilted his body, his eyes were infinitely doting, "Can't pretend anymore?"

"Who, who said I pretended?!" An Ran almost wanted to cover her face, mother, the city routine is deep, she wants to go back to the countryside.

"I did fall asleep just now, but I kept sleeping in that position, and I felt uncomfortable, I was afraid that I would fall into my pillow. He pretended to knead the back of his head, "Ah, it hurts!"

Sima Jin looked at An Ran's appearance, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and slowly got up, but he didn't say a word and helped her massage.

"Hey, yes, just this way, just this way. You tickle, a little harder!ah!oh!pain!you light!" An Ran shrank back and began to call Sima Jin as a servant. Raising his eyelids, he rolled his eyes at An Ran, "This king gives you a massage, even if you don't thank you, you still ask for more and more, it's really difficult to serve." ”

"It's hard to serve, don't marry!" Actually, this sentence, she really just said it in passing, without thinking too much. However, Sima Jin stopped what he was doing. Repeating insistently, "If you get married in a few days, you will have to make it if you don't succeed." ”

"You're forced to marry!"

"You're resisting marriage!"

“。。。 ”

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows sat on the bed, glaring at each other, and the atmosphere was particularly weird. Due to the previous struggle, some of the buttons of An Ran's clothes had been automatically unbuttoned, and the placket was half open, Sima Jin grabbed the back at hand and directly covered An Ran's head, wrapped her in it, and got up and got out of bed.

"I'm annoyed when I see you!" walked over to the table and poured a big gulp.

Tearing off the back of his head indiscriminately, "Sima Jin, is there something wrong with you?"

"Enron, if there is something wrong with this king, who will you rely on for the happiness of the second half of your life?!"

Seeing that the fire was getting higher and higher, he was afraid to do it again like before, swallowed his saliva, his eyes flashed, "No, you are the best!"

"Bang" Sima Jin only knew that a certain string that had been tense in his heart was broken. Shake off your hands and walk outside.

Seeing the situation, An Ran didn't care about putting on her shoes, so she got out of bed barefoot, because she was going to close the door.

After fastening the deadbolt, An Ran breathed his breath with relief, leaned his back against the wooden door, and shouted, "Lord Wang, remember, I won't marry you! or I die!"

Sima Jin paused for a moment, did not look back, just said in a low voice, "Aren't you already a dead man?" This original Baili Anran was destined not to be me, but your destiny was this king!"

An Ran didn't hear what Sima Jin said, but he was in a good mood. After such a toss in the middle of the night, I have long passed the sleepiness and can no longer sleep. Rummaging through the cabinets, she pulled out her collection from the bottom of the box, and there were big bags of silver tickets and silver, uh, yes, she was a money junkie.

First, I hugged it to the table and counted it, one child was not missing, more than half of it was separated, and the rest continued to be packed and pressed to the bottom of the box. Holding the silver that was separated, An Ran felt a little painful, but in order to earn more silver, there was still something to give, and there was a gift to gain. I can't bear the child, and I can't trap the wolf.

The gaze fell on the not-so-inconspicuous bag on the other side. His eyes froze, and he wanted to stretch out his hand, but he hesitated, but he still picked it up and carefully placed it in his palm to care for it. Rubbing my cheek up, I felt the shape of what was inside. It was like rubbing against a bulge, and it was another meal. I let go of my hand and instead of opening it, I put it deeper into the box.

On the table was the booklet that Sima Jin casually dropped, and An Ran took it and turned a few pages, remembering the first time he sent the villain picture of Mrs. Shangguan, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. Mrs. Shangguan is also a month old now, but Shangguan Jing is not around, so she was sent back to her parents' house to take care of her. After the death of her grandfather, although she took over the military power, in fact, Shangguan Jing sat in the camp tent.

Thinking of this, An Ran felt a little sorry for Mrs. Shangguan. Or, let's go see her tomorrow, they haven't seen each other in a long time. It just so happened that the carpenter master in the city also asked the master carpenter in the city to make a few toys for children to play with and give them to the young master or young lady of Shangguan who had not yet been born.

Put away the booklet, this time she didn't dare to put it in a mess again, she wanted to burn it, but I don't know for what reason, she still stayed. An Ran found a better excuse for herself, which was used to treat people with a body like Mrs. Shangguan in the future, saving her a lot of trouble.

Spreading out a large sheet of rice paper in front of the table, she really didn't like to use a brush, after all, the words were too ugly. I found a few small wooden sticks, put them on the fire and roasted them, and then took them down when they were burned to carbon black, and used them as charcoal, which was simple and convenient.

"What should I draw?" he said, biting his nails and pondering. She has never given birth to a child, nor has she brought a child, so she doesn't know much about these things. The first thing that comes to mind is the rattle, but the beginning of this dynasty has become popular, and there is nothing new about it.

"What's good to draw, what's good to draw?" rubbed his hair, "Tangram? No, the beans are bigger, I don't understand anything." Blocks? are not good. Hey, by the way, you can send a stroller and a crib to her, and hang a few colored wind chimes on it by the way. This will help your child move his eyes and turn his head. ”

Thinking about what to deliver, Enron began to recall in his mind the strollers he saw in the mall on weekdays. It doesn't need to be too cumbersome, as long as it can be pushed and shaded. The era of the trolley is already there, so it can be processed on this prototype. She had installed Barbie's cart and knew that the most important thing was stability.

A boxy wooden frame, which can be left empty, can also be padded with a wooden plank, and can be placed on top of things when you go out. Then draw two tripods on it as supports. The two beveled edges are facing downward, and the wheels are installed at each of the four corners. Then the hypotenuse is upwards and connected to the middle of the opposite side with another plank.

Once the basic frame is fixed, the next step is the beveled edge, with two small planks facing outward to secure the horizontal seat, while the vertical backrest rests rely on the one that just joins the top.

Finally, lay some soft cushions on top of these, and tie ropes on both sides, so that the baby can sit in them in the future, and the rope will be buckled from the front to ensure safety. As for the cover thing, it is the same as the one in the rickshaw, which is very simple and convenient.

An Ran painted crookedly, rubbed, and wasted the god of the old for a long time, probably just appeared, but it was ugly and miserable. The crib is much easier, with two floors up and down, two long planks, and sticks standing upwards on each side, like a prison, all fenced off to prevent the child from turning out. A small detachable wooden stick is bent over the crib to hang the wind chimes.

Looking at his work, An Ran simply felt that he was too great. It's done, covering her mouth and yawning, Dongfang has already revealed the white of her belly, and An Ran slowly climbed into bed to meet Zhou Gong.