She had her own toothbrush and didn't dare to use it.
After taking a bath, Li Xiaoxiao turned over her nightdress to change it.
It's OK not to take it, but this one is stunned.
There was a long cut on the side of the backpack before, but it seems that even the clothes were torn.
A good nightdress is drawn in a long line, because it is folded in the bag, which will open, causing the fabric to be lifted in several places.
Li Xiaoxiao twisted her eyebrows, a little angry.
The thief is really hateful!
Several clothes in the bag were turned out, and one was also scratched, leaving only one to wear.
But clothes are just a coat. It's impossible to sleep in them.
Li Xiaoxiao hesitated for a moment, opened the wardrobe of Si Mo City and took a look.
On one side of the wardrobe are several sets of military uniforms, on the other side are neat white shirts. In the corner, there is a set of black cotton pajamas. Li Xiaoxiao unfolds and looks at it. The long sleeve lapel is a very simple style.
She compared the dress to herself. It was very long, not more than an inch above her knee, nor much shorter than her nightdress.
Thinking like this, she put the clothes on her body, repeatedly looked at the mirror, thought it was ok, so she planned to wear it first.
After Li Xiaoxiao turned on the air conditioner, the room was much warmer.
She waited for a long time until the clock on the wall pointed to 11:30, but Simo city did not come back.
Li Xiaoxiao's eyelids are heavy, and she shrinks on the bed and drags down the quilt.
This day, she was a little tired. After sitting in the car for so long and waiting outside for another day, she couldn't resist sleepiness. She fell asleep and didn't even turn off the lights.
It was almost midnight when SMER came back.
When I opened the door of the room, the light was on.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he saw the small bag bulging out of the bed. A white arm was placed on the outside of the military green quilt, which was more and more white.
He was in a trance, thinking he was blinded.
It wasn't until the door was gently closed that it realized it was true.
His clothes and socks were hanging on the balcony, swinging with the wind, and the room had a faint fragrance, like a snail girl who had come.
He walked lightly to the bed.
The little woman's long eyelashes drooped and she slept soundly. Half of her face was squeezed on the pillow, and her flesh was compressed into shape.
She is very clever, as if afraid to seize his territory, so only occupied a small place by the bed, petite and soft let his heart soft in a mess.
His eyes softened and turned off the light in the room, leaving only a small bedside lamp.
Bow head gently kiss her forehead, silent gaze at her for a while, then take clothes turn to take a bath.
Ten minutes later, he came out to dry his hair.
The room only her even breath sound, inexplicably reassuring in the quiet night.
Si Mo Cheng tucked in the quilt corner for her and sat beside the bed watching her with gentle eyes.
Confused, Li Xiaoxiao opened his hazy eyes and saw a familiar face in the warm light.
"Little uncle..." She said.
"Well, sleep." He reached out and patted it gently across the quilt.
Li Xiaoxiao didn't close his eyes immediately. He couldn't tell where it was. He looked at him vaguely and murmured: "am I bean sprout?"
Si Mo City micro Zheng, do not know what she is thinking in the brain.
Li Xiaoxiao's face turned red. He closed his eyes again. He turned over and murmured: "Lu Xiao said I was bean sprout What a nuisance... "