"Shallow, let's go back to the room." There should always be something meaningful to do across the years.
Yu qingshallow's bright eyes fixed on the TV screen tightly, without even looking at him, "wait a minute, you will sleep first when you are sleepy, and I'm still waiting for the sketch."
Yang Yilin: "... Is the sketch better than him?
My wife has said that. What else can he say? He can only stay by his side, ask if he is thirsty, care about whether he is hungry, and brush his sense of existence from time to time.
"When I watch TV, do you mind watching TV?" He was scolded for his gallantry. Yang Yilin put out the fire this time. Let's just wait.
When does his wife feel sleepy and want to sleep? He is talking.
He put his hand around his wife's shoulder and leaned his head against her, feeling sweet.
Within a few minutes, a deep snoring came, which made me frown, and I could fall asleep watching TV. Who else was that?
Directly put him in the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, Yu qingshallow directly sat in the single sofa beside him, kowtowed melon seeds and continued to watch the program, enjoying it.
By 1:30 in the morning, when the party was all over, she turned off the TV and stood up from the sofa.
Seeing someone sleeping soundly in the sofa, I thought that I still didn't wake him up, and I should get up later to pay a new year's Eve.
With such a mindset, Yu qingshallow made a good quilt for him, turned around and walked towards the room upstairs.
People in the sofa dream of waiting for her to go back to the room to do meaningful things after watching TV. As a result, when he woke up to the sound of gunfire, he found that he had slept in the sofa all night.
Four look at the past, in addition to him, no one else, heart suddenly wow cool wow cool.
What about doing meaningful things?
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get up ignorant, touch the room upstairs and prepare to do something at this time.
As a result, I pushed the door in gently, and there was no one in the bed for a long time.
I scratched my head and looked around. There was no one in the bedroom. Where did I go this morning?
I opened the door and looked around. Then I heard two women laughing in the next room.
Listen carefully, it turns out that it's the mother who makes up a little more.
Long yushuo holds his arms and pours his lips. "What kind of makeup does my family make up? They all cover up my shallow beauty. "
He only dared to murmur. How dare he really say it in front of his mother? Isn't that begging for help?
While the two women were making up, he turned into the room, took a bath and changed clothes, did skin care and hair, and came out clean.
At this time, Yu qingshallow also came out of the next room. The two met each other, looking at each other, stunned.
After making up, Yu Qingqing's face is pink and tender. The whole person radiates the light of youth. Compared with the past, it is more beautiful.
And clean and tidy long yushuo needless to say, handsome with a little bohemian, squinting at her, a little ruffian.
Yu qingshallow chuckled.
"What are you laughing at?" Long yushuo is curious. He looks down at himself. Is it right to wear it?
"Nothing. I think you are so handsome today." Yu qingshallow seldom praises him once. Two people have been together for such a long time. Yu qingshallow is not good at saying this kind of sarcastic words.
Long yushuo's heart is tight, and his wife even praises me?
The heart is in full bloom, the surface is still pretending to be very haughty and charming, and deshe said: "which day am I not handsome?"