"Er..." an Yimo also felt that what he said seemed too thoughtless. He whispered, "or go to open a room again?"
"You think I'm going to split up with my woman?"
"..." an Yimo was silent.
It's just like she and he have been sleeping from small to big. In the past, they used to sleep not only in separate rooms, but also in different countries!
What's more, it's not a room now.
However, these words an Yimo did not dare to say, for fear of provoking him, said "good night" to him in a hurry, and ran back to the bedroom.
First, I went to the bathroom and wanted to wash my clothes.
I didn't expect to see my clothes washed and hung on the clothesline.
Ann Yimo's face turned red.
All said not to let him wash, he would not listen!
An Yimo, who was already very sleepy, got out of the bathroom, lay on the huge bed for ten people, rolled twice, and then fell asleep.
……
The next day.
An Yimo woke up early in the morning.
After stretching, he got out of bed and went out of the bedroom.
At a glance, I saw the pile of clothes last night appeared in the same place again. Ann was very happy. Gong Ming night still remembered to wear lovers' clothes with her.
Early in the morning, Gong MINGYE was already sitting on the sofa and dealing with things with his laptop.
After a night of precipitation, goodbye, obviously more comfortable than last night.
Gong MINGYE turns his head from the computer screen. When he sees that an Yimo has woken up and appears, he is obviously shocked. Then he puts his eyes back on the computer and says, "the kitchen pot has made porridge for you. It's warming. You go to scoop it out and drink it yourself."
"You made it yourself?" An Yimo was surprised.
"Well." Gong Ming night answered, "the effect is not very good. If you don't like to drink it, you can call someone to send breakfast."
"I like it. How can I not like it?" Ann said with a stiff head.
Her heart is like tight, is not like the taste buds.
This time, the porridge should not be put in the wrong material as it was last time. Maybe it's hard to drink.
Gongming night lips micro hook, continue to be buried in front of the computer.
An Yimo walked into the restaurant and saw the strange appearance of the restaurant at a glance.
The spotless restaurant has been covered with a layer of black ash.
It's hard for an Yimo to imagine how many failures Gong MINGYE has experienced.
How early can Gongming get up at night when the porridge is made so early!
Happy to open the lid of the pot, unexpected smell of paste.
Look down.
Ann couldn't help laughing.
The porridge was steamed into rice by Gong Ming night!
No wonder it's like this.
Scooped a bowl of congee without paste from the pot, an Yimo sat down to eat.
Compared with sandwiches, this porridge is more acceptable, at least not salty.
After the porridge, an Yimo went back to the living room and began to unpack the clothes.
Maybe every girl has a desire to unpack.
When you open the package, new clothes will appear in front of you. There will be a great sense of satisfaction in your heart.
The floor was covered with a white blanket, not dirty at all. Ann Yimo sat directly on the floor and began to unpack one by one.
I can't help wearing everything I open. I'm afraid I'll look better next.
All the way to the end of the package, an Yimo hesitated between several clothes, not knowing which one to wear better.