Ling Yiyi covered her face helplessly:
lingyiyiYou can wear whatever you want.
Really, it's time to go to bed, who's going to see what he's wearing under the quilt? What's there to choose from.
Fan Chengcheng ignored Ling Yiyi's words and only said stubbornly:
fanchengchengYiyi, do you think this white one is better or the black one?
Ling Yiyi replied perfunctorily, and then urged:
lingyiyiYou hurry up and put it on.
fanchengchengYou didn't even look.
Fan Chengcheng's sad voice sounded, Ling Yiyi felt that she really wanted to cry, she turned her head slightly, glanced quickly, and then said:
lingyiyiI saw it, white is good, so I wear white.
fanchengchengIsn't black okay?
Damn, Ling Yiyi really wanted to curse. How could Fan Chengcheng be more troublesome than a woman?
lingyiyiAre you wearing it or not?
If it's not soft, it's hard.
lingyiyiI count to three, and if you're not dressed, I'll go.
There was no response later, and Ling Yiyi started counting on her own:
She vaguely heard the sound of getting dressed, and she smiled with satisfaction:
fanchengchengI'm dressed.
As soon as Ling Yiyi made a sound, Fan Chengcheng said softly.
Ling Yiyi turned around and saw Fan Chengcheng standing there aggrieved in his white pajamas.
lingyiyiOuch, what's going on here?
Ling Yiyi smiled and stepped forward to pinch his soft face, just like coaxing a child and asked:
lingyiyiLook at this wronged... Who bullied you?
fanchengchengNot yet Yiyi.
Fan Chengcheng muttered in grievance:
fanchengchengCan we sleep now? I'm so sleepy.
lingyiyiOkay, go to sleep, go to sleep.
Hearing this, Fan Chengcheng smiled. He pulled Ling Yiyi into bed, and as soon as the latter lay down, he hugged her.
lingyiyiWhat are you doing?
fanchengchengSleeping with Yiyi is comfortable.
Fan Chengcheng replied stupidly, and rubbed Ling Yiyi's cheek like a little milk dog.
Just hugging and sleeping, shouldn't it be okay?
Ling Yiyi thought so, didn't push him away, closed her eyes, and let him hold her.
In the middle of the night, Ling Yiyi was woken up by a kiss in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Fan Chengcheng lying on top of her.
Ling Yiyi slowed down, and after reacting, she angrily pushed Fan Chengcheng away:
lingyiyiWhat are you doing?
Fan Chengcheng, who was pushed away, looked pitiful:
lingyiyiThen turn up the air conditioner.
Ling Yiyi replied angrily.
fanchengchengIt's hot here.
Fan Chengcheng grabbed Ling Yiyi's hand and sent it to him. As soon as she touched the hot temperature, Ling Yiyi shrunk her hand in fright:
Ling Yiyi looked at him in horror, "You" for a long time, but couldn't make up a complete sentence.
fanchengchengYiyi, I'm so uncomfortable.
lingyiyiUncomfortable, uncomfortable, you can do it yourself.
Ling Yiyi snapped back, and moved back defensively.
fanchengchengI don't know how to do it.
Fan Chengcheng looked at Ling Yiyi eagerly:
fanchengchengYiyi, you help me.
lingyiyiMe, neither will I.
Ling Yiyi blushed and stuttered:
lingyiyiI'm not a man, how do you guys solve it...
Fan Chengcheng's voice was soft, with a hint of coquetry:
fanchengchengI feel terrible.
fanchengchengYou help me, help me quickly.
As he spoke, he grabbed her hand again...