Qian Sangsang was very interested, eager to try, want to learn how to do it, but hear Han Mo such mystical also confidential appearance, then no interest, just disdain to see Han Mo one eye, "don't tell, anyway, after you cook, I don't worry about no delicious."
With that, Qian sang would get up and sit at the window to continue his journey.
When Han Mo sees Qian Sangsang going to leave, he stands up and holds Qian Sangsang's back collar in his hand. He just takes Qian Sangsang to the table.
Qian Sangsang was a little annoyed, so he wanted to get rid of it. "If you have something to say, what kind of gentleman are you going to be?"
Han Mo doesn't pay attention, but points to the mess on the table in front of him and says to Qian Sangsang: "clean up."
After that, Han Mo left Qian Sangsang and sat back to read.
Qian Sangsang thought that he could escape even washing dishes after dinner, but at this time, it seemed that there was no possibility, so he had to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. On the contrary, there was no entertainment here. He thought it was time to pass the time, but Qian Sangsang would give himself a word of relief.
Everything is ready. At this time, night has come. Outside the room, there are insects singing and singing from time to time. The burning candle in the room will make a "beep" sound from time to time. Qian Sangsang has packed up, and now she is a little tired. She stretches and is ready to go to bed.
Qian Sangsang just climbed into the bed and felt the comfort of intimate contact with the bed, but then she felt that there seemed to be a warm breath blowing on her neck behind her. Qian Sangsang looked back and saw that Han Mo was bending over at this time and seemed to climb into the bed.
Qian Sangsang was shocked and jumped out of bed. He held the quilt in his hand and glared at Han Mo, "what are you doing here?"
Han Mo just light, mouth with a smile, and then sat on the bed, back to Qian Sangsang said: "sleep, what do you say I come to do?"
As soon as Qian Sangsang heard it, he knew that he would not be so kind. Now he really showed his fox tail. At this time, Han Mo just turned back and saw Qian Sangsang's hostile eyes, which made him feel helpless and funny. "This is my bed. I'm the master here. Don't I even have the right to sleep here?"
While saying that Han Mo is going to lie down, and Qian Sangsang heard Han Mo's words, he felt that Han Mo had a point, so she had to get out of bed from one side.
Who wants to depend on others now? I have to listen to others everywhere. Now I don't even have a place to sleep.
Qian sang murmured in his heart, looking around the room to find a suitable corner for sleeping.
But it was the same everywhere, so Qian Sang Sang went to bed in the middle of the house.
Late at night, Han Mo quietly opened her eyes and heard Qian Sangsang's even breathing. She must have been asleep. Han Mo sighed slightly. Now she has formed a habit. Without the girl's body, she can't sleep.
So Han Mo walked to Qian Sangsang, then squatted down to pick him up and put him on the bed. Then he habitually fell asleep next to Qian Sangsang.
Qian Sangsang was asleep before, and suddenly felt that Han Mo's breath was killing her, so he raised his vigilance, thinking that if Han Mo dared to do something extraordinary, he would let him die. But Qian Sangsang was surprised that Han Mo just put himself on the bed, and then fell asleep next to him.
Qian Sangsang doesn't know why he suddenly feels very comfortable. It's really touching to find a place in such a strange world where he can feel so comfortable. So Qian Sangsang moves a little, finds a relatively comfortable posture in Han Mo's arms, and then goes to sleep sweetly.
Qian Sang Sang felt very comfortable in his sleep. When he woke up, he felt refreshed. Qian Sang Sang Sang sat up, stretched his waist and looked out of the window. It was bright now, and it seemed that he could smell the breeze from the window, and there was a sweet breath.
It's a beautiful morning. Qian Sangsang wants to get out of bed, but she finds that Han Mo has already gone out. Only the tentacles on the bed can tell that Qian Sangsang is still reminded that she didn't sleep here alone yesterday.
Thinking of these, Qian Sangsang felt a warm current flowing through his heart, and his cheeks turned red.
That Han Mo hugged himself on the bed yesterday. I don't know if he has any other thoughts about himself? If it does, what can we do? But if we think about it, it's sad if we don't have it.
Qian Sangsang felt that there was some confusion in his mind. Forget it, I don't want to go out and have a look.
Qian Sangsang pushes open the door and sees that not far away from him, Han Mo seems to be practicing. He sees all kinds of halos around him. Qian Sangsang thinks it's very novel, so he slowly walks towards Han Mo and wants to feel what those halos are for.Because Han Mo is practicing at this time, she almost knows nothing about the outside world. Qian Sangsang passes through those auras and gets close to Han Mo, but she finds that Han Mo seems to be asleep and doesn't pay any attention to herself.
Qian Sangsang thought it was fun. He always threatened himself with his superiority. At this time, he could take the opportunity to tease him and take revenge.
Qian Sangsang thought so in his heart, so he first touched Han Mo's nose and eyes, and tried to find out that Han Mo did not move, so he was more sure that Han Mo should not wake up at this time, so he also let go and began to play.
Does Qian Sangsang see that Han Mo is always arrogant? Seeing that he was beautiful, he made a fool of himself and made up his mind. So Qian Sangsang wanted to comb a beautiful bun for Han mo. it's estimated that after he combed it, he would also be a beautiful woman.
With this in mind, Qian Sangsang was ready to take action.
First of all, he separated a small wisp of Han Mo's hair in front of his forehead, then made it into a crescent shape and put it in front of his forehead. Then he braided his hair at the temples into two small braids and hung them beside his ears. After finishing it, Qian Sang Sang nodded and looked pretty good. Next
Qian Sangsang is preparing for the next action, but suddenly he sees the person in front of him suddenly opens his eyes and looks at him coldly. His eyes are like two cold sharp blades, which directly plunges into Qian Sangsang's heart and makes her unprepared.
"What are you doing?" The sound has no temperature, which makes Qian Sangsang feel strange.