Chapter 174.2

Qiao Yanran put the stone bowl on the ground.

In fact, she's not too hungry. It doesn't matter whether she eats or not.

She swung two soft spaghetti like arms and found a place to sit down.

Jun lie looked at her action, but also opened one eye, closed one eye past.

He took a look at the messy big bed and said, "rabbit essence, go to clean up the big bed and change it into a new quilt. This set on the bed has been washed well."

The bedding had just been changed yesterday morning, but it had been pillowed by this rabbit essence, so he wanted to clean it.

Qiao Yanran, who had just gasped for breath: --

She leaned on the sofa, body motionless, "king, bedding is still very clean, do not need to clean, and often cleaning is not very good, will not warm."

Jun lie

Don't be lazy.

Qiao Yanran had a rest for a while. She felt very hungry. She took out a sweet potato from the fire.

This morning, Junlie cooked four big sweet potatoes. She ate half of them and baked them into charcoal. She put the remaining three on the fire.

Because when they went out in the morning, the stove had already gone out and had just been rekindled, but the sweet potato was a little far away from the stove, and it was quite cold.

Although the sweet potato is cool, it is also very sweet.

She took a bite of the sweet potato and felt that her cold teeth could not stand it. She put the sweet potato back on the fire and began to bake it.

It's getting late.

Jun lie washed and rinsed for a while, changed the quilt by himself, and threw the former quilt into the dirty clothes basket.

Then more than a dozen oil lamps in the room went out.

Qiao Yanran sitting on the sofa

The firewood by the fire had been burnt out, and the fire was getting smaller and smaller.

She looked around and found that there was no firewood. If she wanted to get firewood, she had to go out and get it from the firewood room.

But the problem was that the stone door of the dormitory was closed so tightly that she couldn't go out at all.

Without firewood, the fire went out completely. Qiao Yanran touched the sweet potato and found that it was hot.

She broke the sweet potato into two parts, ate most of them, and leaned on the sofa.

Don't say, the room is still a little cold after the fire goes out.

Although the sofa is covered with a thick layer of cashmere, it is hard to lie down like this. The position is so narrow that it can't even turn over.

"Plop -"

Qiao Yanran just slightly side body, then directly turned to the ground, pain she took a breath of cold air.

She covered her arms and sat down on the sofa, aiming at the bed in front of her.

After a while.

Qiao Yanran rolled up the quilt, came to the bedside, lay on the other side of the bed, stretched comfortably, and went to sleep.

Xiaoyu Wan 】Sure enough, this fox spirit can't sleep on the sofa honestly.

Jun lie is in the middle of the night, feel chest stuffy flustered, like what heavy weight to press down, let him even pant are particularly difficult.

Jun lie opened his eyes, through the soft moonlight coming in from the window, saw that what pressed on his chest was a smooth and slender leg.

His eyes follow this one crus to see past, saw Qiao Yanran who is sleeping soundly.

Why is she in her own bed?!

Didn't she go to sleep on the sofa last night?!

Jun lie is preparing to throw her down, the problem of chest, suddenly dull pain up.