I just want to save people quietly

Chapter 182 Sleep Together

"Good wine, I want to drink it."

"Damn bastard, you dare to underestimate me. It's really disgusting. Today I insist on showing you how powerful I am."

"If I don't drink you down, I won't be called Zhang Lan."

"Bastard, you dare to ignore me, damn it, damn it."

"I must drink you down today. If I don't drink until you beg for mercy, I won't be called Zhang Lan."

On a big soft bed, although Zhang Lan's small eyes were tightly closed, her small mouth kept muttering.

The little hands were not idle either, scratching and scratching at the pillow in their hands, looking very fierce.

"Don't make noise, let me sleep for a while." There was not only Zhang Lan on this big bed, but Zhao Yifan was sleeping next to Zhang Lan. At this time, Zhao Yifan was playing chess with Duke Zhou when he suddenly felt something hit him. He grunted dissatisfied.

"Zhao Yifan, you bastard, let you ignore me, let you bully me, today I will kill you." I don't know what Zhang Lan dreamed of, showing a look of gnashing teeth, and slammed the pillow in his arms Bite up.

How could the small pillow withstand Zhang Lan's torture, it was quickly torn to pieces by Zhang Lan, and the feathers inside flew all over the bed.

Without the pillow, Zhang Lan also lost the goal of venting.

The little hand quickly groped around on the bed, trying to find another thing that could be destroyed by her.

Before he knew it, Zhang Lan's little hand touched Zhao Yifan's foot.

Then he held Zhao Yifan's foot in his arms, sniffed it with his nose, and muttered in a low voice. "How can there be sauced pig's trotters?"

"Could it be that Aunt Hong knew that I wanted to eat sauced pig's trotters, so she specially made it for me?"

"It's still Aunt Hong who treats me well."

He had been drinking and didn't eat much before. In his dream, Zhang Lan was already hungry.

Now that the food is in the air, Zhang Lan is naturally not polite, holding the sauced pig's trotters, and took a hard bite.

"what"

Just as he was talking to Duke Zhou, he suddenly felt a pain in his foot, and Zhao Yifan let out a scream.

He quickly opened his eyes and looked at his feet.

I saw Zhang Lan was biting her foot, but her face showed a look of enjoyment.

What the hell is Zhang Lan going crazy, but the corners of Zhao Yifan's mouth twitched.

Judging by Zhang Lan's appearance, he should not have woken up, otherwise he would not have done such a crazy thing.

Following Zhang Lan's bite, Zhao Yifan suffered from pain.

Now I don't care whether Zhang Lan is awake or not, so I will take my feet out first.

If he was bitten down by Zhang Lan like this, I am afraid that his feet will be crippled by Zhang Lan.

He wanted to pull his foot out with all his strength, but Zhao Yifan found that Zhang Lan not only hugged him tightly, but also bit him even tighter, and he couldn't pull it out at all.

"Sister, don't bite anymore, you almost bit off my foot." Zhao Yifan smiled wryly, pushed Zhang Lan, and said. "Can you open your mouth."

"The sauced pig's trotters are mine, and no one can take them away." Zhang Lan didn't intend to let go, but was afraid that others would snatch them away, so he hugged him even tighter.

Zhao Yifan could hear Zhang Lan's dream talk clearly.

Do you think your feet are sauced pig's trotters?

Zhao Yifan didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Seeing Zhang Lan gnawing sweetly, Zhao Yifan didn't want to disturb him, but if he gnawed like this, his own feet would be lost.

"Don't blame me." In order to save himself, Zhao Yifan had no choice but to tap Zhang Lan's back of the head with two fingers together.

"what"

Zhang Lan was in pain and let out a scream of pain.

When Zhang Lan opened his mouth, Zhao Yifan quickly pulled his foot out.

Seeing some red and swollen toes, Zhao Yifan wanted to cry but had no tears.

Without any hesitation, Zhao Yifan quickly took out a small medicine bottle from his body, took out some ointment from it, and applied it on his feet.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Lan also woke up after being tormented by Zhao Yifan, rubbed his aching head, gave Zhao Yifan a hard look, and asked.

"I should be the one who asked you." Looking at his swollen feet, Zhao Yifan was also very upset. "Sleep as long as you sleep, why do you touch my feet?"

"Did my feet beckon you? That's too much."

After what Zhao Yifan said, Zhang Lan noticed Zhao Yifan's feet.

Seeing that Zhao Yifan's foot was swollen like a bun, Zhang Lan suddenly laughed.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yifan would have today, and he was very relieved.

"How is it? Now you know how good I am!" Zhang Lan said proudly to Zhao Yifan. "See if you dare to provoke me in the future."

"Next time, it's not as simple as making your feet swell. I'm going to make your whole body swell up like a bun."

"You must have been very interesting at that time."

After hearing Zhang Lan's words, the corners of Zhao Yifan's mouth twitched.

Zhang Lan really dared to think, if Zhang Lan knew why her feet became like this, I am afraid that Zhang Lan would not be able to laugh.

"I'm too lazy to be as knowledgeable as you." Zhao Yifan glanced at Zhang Lan indifferently, suddenly realized something, hesitated, and asked Zhang Lan. "Last night, we shouldn't have slept together!"

Zhang Lan was slightly taken aback, looked at the bed, then at Zhao Yifan, and suddenly realized something.

I hurriedly checked it, and found that my underwear was still on my body. Although the clothes were a little wrinkled, they were still the ones from yesterday, so I was relieved.

"Remember, we just slept in the same bed, but nothing happened between us." Zhang Lan emphasized hastily. "You are not allowed to tell anyone what happened today, or I will not play with you."

With that said, Zhang Lan raised her small fist and threatened Zhao Yifan.

"It's not something glorious, I won't tell others." Zhao Yifan said with a curled lip. "Besides, it's not good for my reputation."

What does Zhao Yifan mean?

He cares about fame, don't you care about yourself?
He gave Zhao Yifan a hard look.

As long as Zhao Yifan didn't say anything, Zhang Lan would bear it.

"I hope you will remember your own words." Now is not the time to argue with Zhao Yifan, this account will be discussed later when there is time.

The most urgent thing now is to get out quickly, if Kong Jie and Aunt Hong see it, it will be hard to tell.

"You go out first, I want to change clothes." Zhang Lan was full of alcohol, feeling uncomfortable all over, and said to Zhao Yifan quickly.

"Okay." Zhao Yifan was too lazy to argue with Zhang Lan on such trivial matters, so he agreed and walked out.

"Master Zhao, what's the matter, what you said last night was good." Just as he walked out, he saw Kong Jie approaching and greeted Zhao Yifan enthusiastically.

Seeing Kong Jie, Zhao Yifan smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

(End of this chapter)