Upstairs, Xingyu, who wrapped the quilt tightly around his body, unscrupulously felt the breath left by Mengshi, and secretly advised himself not to fall asleep, but smelling the unique fragrance of Mengshi left on the quilt, he curled his lips and fell asleep. catch
When he woke up, he stared at the ceiling in a daze like Mengshi. The long river of memories told him that he had confessed to Mengshi and that he was still asleep on Mengshi's bed, so he sat up suddenly from the bed.
There is no door to the bedroom upstairs, and you can see the winding stairs and the empty living room downstairs.
In the living room, Mengshi was doing difficult elbowstand yoga movements on the yoga mat.
The sunlight shone in the living room and fell on Mengshi, whose body was exquisite and graceful, outlining a suffocating picture.
Xingyu didn't make a sound to disturb her, and quietly watched Mengshi doing yoga moves one after another according to her own rhythm.
When the meditation was finally finished, Mengshi slowly opened her eyes, and her eyes could not help looking upstairs.
At that moment, the four eyes met, and the brilliance flowed.
"Are you awake?" Mengshi asked.
"Mmm." Xingyu was still immersed in the series of seemingly ordinary yoga movements that Mengshi had just performed, but they were all skillful and charming.
"Then you still don't come down!" Meng Shi said angrily, originally she just wanted him to catch up on sleep, now that she wakes up, she should issue an order to evict her.
Xingyu was startled for a moment, then stretched lazily, then lay down on the bed and muttered: "Baby, I'm getting angry."
Dream poem: ""
After reacting for a few seconds, Mengshi walked upstairs "in a rage" and tried to grab Xingyu from the bed: "How old is he, baby, get up!"
"It's my fault, I should fight." Xingyu admitted his mistake with a very good attitude, "Ben Beibei, I'm getting up. Baby, there is and can only be Sister Shi."
Dream poem: ""
Seeing that Xingyu refused to eat, Mengshi had no choice but to go downstairs to the kitchen in silence.
Xingyu saw that Mengshi's face changed, and immediately put away his gag-like appearance, and followed Mengshi to the kitchen.
"Baby, what do you want to burn?" Xingyu called Baby Mengshi this time.
Mengshi turned her head and looked straight at Xingyu, as if she was asking why she called her baby again.
At this moment, Xingyu took the small bowl in Mengshi's hand: "Baby, I'll cook."
"Do you know how to cook?" Mengshi's interest was suddenly attracted by his last sentence. In the QQ chat before, Xingyu said that he could not cook, and protested many times that Mengshi enticed him with delicious food.
"Well, only one." Xingyu responded at the same time, took out eggs from the refrigerator, cracked them and began to break them up.
Mengshi became even more curious: "Which way?"
"Gnoodles." Xingyu looked at Mengshi with a smile, "I promised you, baby, that I will make gnocchi for you to eat." After speaking, he hooked Mengshi's delicate nose.
Mengshi froze in place again, the two of them had indeed talked about this before, and Xingyu vowed to learn how to make gnocchi and make them for her to eat. The moment it was fulfilled, it seemed like a lifetime away.
Seeing Mengshi standing there blankly and making no sound for a long time, Xingyu put down the small bowl in his hand and hugged Mengshi into his arms unpreparedly again: "Baby, don't push me away, give me a chance to show, give me Pursue your chance and give me the chance to warm your heart."
"Xingyu"
Xingyu continued to cheer himself up in his heart: "Baby, I like it when you call me Beibei, let me really be your Beibei, okay?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com