Genius cute baby is forbidden to touch porcelain

Sheng Chuxia stood beside the bed, looking down at Gu Weiting.

Gu Weiting seemed to be in a deep sleep. Sheng Chuxia crossed his hands in front of his chest and said dangerously: "I'll save you outside. If you don't wake up, I'll have to add a few more photos to my photo album."

Gu Weiting didn't move, it's not like Sheng Chuxia hasn't done this before.

There was even one time before Sheng Chuxia, in order to punish him for cheating, he hung a picture of him on the wall.

Calm down, if she dares to do anything to him, then he will definitely find a chance to make her responsible.

Thinking about it this way, Gu Weiting was even a little excited.

Sheng Chuxia found a pen, she sat beside Gu Weiting, she said: "If you don't get up again, I will draw on your face."

Gu Weiting lay flat: Let's draw, let's draw.

Seeing that all the threats were ineffective, Sheng Chuxia rolled up her sleeves and started to work. She leaned over and lightly painted on Gu Weiting's face.

Gu Weiting felt itchy on his face, so he patted Sheng Chuxia's hand off with his hand.

The force was a bit heavy, and the back of Sheng Chuxia's hand was shot red.

Sheng Chuxia looked at the back of her hand that was slapped red. If Gu Weiting was awake, it would be absolutely impossible for her to be so hard on her. This dog man looks like he is really drunk.

She didn't do anything else, she simply took off Gu Weiting's clothes and made a body painting on his abdomen.

Whenever Gu Weiting felt itchy, he stretched his arms and legs and turned over.

Sheng Chuxia simply found four ropes and tied Gu Weiting up.

Gu Weiting was tied to the bed in big characters, and then he heard Sheng Chuxia's wicked laughter. For a moment, he even thought, why not pretend to be drunk and just wake up.

But the consequences of waking up would be even more serious, and Sheng Chuxia might be even more unscrupulous.

So for his own safety, Gu Weiting continued to close his eyes and pretended to be drunk. From time to time, in order to pretend to be drunk more realistically, he even mumbled and smacked his lips.

Sheng Chuxia seemed to be talking to himself: "Your wine taste is really bad."

Gu Weiting, whose wine taste was really bad, could only bear the itching of brush strokes all over his body, and from time to time he pretended to wriggle in pain, but his eyes just didn't open.

Sheng Chuxia hadn't drawn for a long time, and she was fascinated by it.

And Gu Weiting's skin texture is delicate, it is a very good drawing board, every stroke is very smooth.

I don't know how long it took, but Gu Weiting could only feel itchy abdomen, and it was sprayed on his abdomen accompanied by warm breath.

The abdomen was very itchy, and Gu Weiting couldn't bear it anymore. He quietly opened his eyes with his flushed face, and saw Sheng Chuxia lying in front of him.

Sheng Chuxia lowered her head and pushed her hair behind her ears, which was unconsciously more seductive.

Gu Weiting closed his eyes again in pain, unable to control the unconstrained imagination in his mind.

Sheng Chuxia was drawing and painting, when suddenly something went wrong, two blushes appeared on her cheeks instantly, and even the roots of her ears became hot, she threw away the brush and pinched Gu Weiting hard.

Gu Weiting was in pain, and now he couldn't bear it anymore, he cried out in pain, and opened his eyes innocently.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Sheng Chuxia's face was flushed, as if steam was bubbling from his head.

Xia Xia like this is so cute, I really want to hug her at once, the kind of hug that blends into the flesh and blood.

Gu Weiting pretended not to know what happened, he moved his limbs, and then asked innocently and sleepily: "Xia Xia, what's wrong with me?"

Because of drinking, and because he is very restless now, his voice now sounds very hoarse.

Sheng Chuxia smiled coldly: "Tell me what's wrong with you."

Gu Weiting first pretended not to know anything, then looked around, and finally said to Sheng Chuxia harmlessly: "Xia Xia, you know, this is a natural reaction."

Even Gu Weiting teased Sheng Chuxia not afraid of death: "You have already given birth to a child, don't tell me you don't know these structures of a man."

Sheng Chuxia could bear Gu Weiting originally, but when she heard this, she blushed and continued to squeeze Gu Weiting hard.

Gu Weiting was so painful that he screamed loudly, Sheng Chuxia ignored him, gave up his half-drawn painting and jumped out of bed, and said viciously: "You can just sleep like this all night."

After Sheng Chuxia finished speaking, he rushed into the bathroom, poured water on his face, and scolded Gu Weiting from head to toe in his heart.

Gu Weiting's begging for mercy came from outside the bathroom door.

"Xia Xia, I was wrong, I shouldn't drink so much."

"Xia Xia, it's cold at night, you have to cover me with a quilt anyway."

"Xia Xia, I want to go to the bathroom, what should I do if I can't hold back?"

"I'm going to wet the bed, ah, help me."

Sheng Chuxia automatically filtered Gu Weiting's voice to go in from his left ear and out from his right ear. In the end, Gu Weiting's voice became quieter and quieter.

After she finished washing, she opened the bathroom door, and saw Gu Weiting fell asleep again, with the big and small stick figures she drew left on his legs and stomach.

The stickman moves in different ways, basically the long-haired stickman hangs and beats the bald-headed stickman.

Sheng Chuxia didn't take any photos either. She yawned, took a quilt and pillow, and went to sleep on the sofa by herself.

As for the bed, I left it to Gu Weiting.

late at night.

There was a steady and even breathing sound from the living room, and sparse movements came from the bed, and then Gu Weiting let go of the rope, and he stood up rubbing his wrists.

The lights in the house were turned off, only the street lamps outside spilled in.

Gu Weiting walked up to Sheng Chuxia, he bent down and picked her up, and carried her to the bed, he looked at her face, and gently hooked the tip of her nose.

Gu Weiting entered the bathroom lightly, and the moment he closed the door, Sheng Chuxia opened his eyes.

Gu Weiting went into the bathroom, he saw the stickman pattern on his body, and finally found a stickman with wavy hair on his stomach, and he was beating another stickman pattern.

He picked up his phone, took a picture of his abs, and posted it on the account of "Little Fengfeng Fan".

The previous article was about what to do when the wife and children are angry.

The next one is the pattern of showing abs, accompanied by text - drawn by my wife.

Comment on a slice of citric acid.

"I'm stupid, I ate a mouthful of dog food for no reason at night."

"Your wife also has wavy hair? Fengfeng also has wavy hair. Why do I feel like you drew it yourself?"

"Upstairs, be more confident and get rid of the feeling. This person deliberately painted it himself, so as to find a sense of presence."

Gu Weiting didn't care what other people thought, he took a few more pictures of his calves and thighs, and finally treasured the pictures with satisfaction.

These are Xia Xia's love, as the saying goes, hitting is love, scolding is love.

A gentle woman like Xia Xia must not be able to do hands-on things, but expressing her anger through painting seems a little bit fun.

Gu Weiting came out of the bathroom, and he walked to the bed again.

Sheng Chuxia's hands hidden under the blanket tightened involuntarily, she suddenly felt a little nervous, so nervous that her heart wanted to jump out of her throat.

Gu Weiting bent down, stroked the hair on Sheng Chuxia's forehead behind her ears, and said softly, "Good night, I will sleep on the sofa tonight, you can sleep at ease."

After finishing speaking, Gu Weiting kissed Sheng Chuxia's forehead and left.

After Gu Weiting's breath disappeared, Sheng Chuxia's heart gradually calmed down.

She curled her lips. If he dared to go any further, she would definitely chop him up.

But what she didn't expect was that Gu Weiting gave up at the last moment, which made her feel inexplicably disappointed again.