I became beautiful by eating melons

Ye Rou sat on the coffee table with her legs stretched out, drinking milk from an enamel jug with a straw in her mouth.

She was not wearing any clothes, but wrapped herself in a tissue as a tube top with a wide skirt. It was still a little cold in Beijing in March, so she huddled up, dug out a nest in the white fluffy blanket, and drank milk comfortably while lying down with a straw in her mouth. Her body was wrapped in warmth, and she yawned lazily. As expected, she felt sleepy after eating and drinking enough.

The sunlight was shining brightly in the early morning, shining into the living room through the large glass. On the clean and transparent glass coffee table, there was a fluffy white blanket, and in the blanket was a little person with black hair and fair skin. She was biting on a straw, and a large ceramic jar was placed beside her.

The aroma of milk mixed with the faint fragrance of the little man attracted Xiao Huihui.

"Awoo—" a low, muffled roar sounded.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the heavy pad of flesh made a light sound when it stepped on the ground.

Little Huihui climbed onto the coffee table with his front paws, holding something in his mouth. He looked at his shrunken master with eyes that were strangely bright.

It nudged its little master with its wolf kiss, and when it saw the little master sit up in a daze, it excitedly swung its tail out of the propeller.

Ye Rou was about to cry.

Who understands the fear of being woken up by a huge monster just after falling asleep?

Her body shrank, and Xiao Huihui looked particularly terrifying. From her current angle, looking up at Xiao Huihui, its gaping mouth and sharp white teeth were particularly scary.

Ye Rou always felt like she was going to be eaten.

"Bang." Xiao Huihui threw the thing in his mouth onto the coffee table, and excitedly pushed it towards Ye Rou with his big paw.

Ye Rou looked at the creature that was pushed in front of her. She could smell the smell of garden soil and pond water vapor. The creature had round eyes and spotted skin. It faced Ye Rou and opened its mouth to reveal its pink tongue. "Quack!"

"... Jiang Chen!"

Jiang Chen came back with the needle and thread, and as soon as he entered the living room, he heard his wife's weak screams.

He ran over quickly. The coffee table was a mess. The milk was all spilled and white milk was flowing. His wife's favorite blanket was covered with mud and water. A fat frog as big as a steamed bun was squatting on the coffee table.

Xiao Huihui hid behind the sofa, with only his thick wolf paws sticking out.

But he didn't see his wife.

"Xiaoguai, where are you?" Jiang Chen put down the cloth and searched on the sofa and in the crevices.

"I'm here, woooo-"

He looked over in the direction of the sound and saw the inverted ceramic bar move slightly. He quickly picked it up. The paper towel wrapped around Xiaoguai was soaked with milk, and a smell of milk came out. His hair was also wet.

Ye Rou stood in Jiang Chen's hand, holding his thumb, and pointed at the big frog on the coffee table with puffed cheeks and croaking, "I was scared to death."

The big frog stuck out its tongue and tried to roll her up and eat her!

Jiang Chen glanced at Xiao Huihui with a sullen face, then carefully held Xiaoguai and took her upstairs to wash off the milk.

"La la la la—xi shua shua—" After escaping from the big frog, Ye Rou became happy again, her soft white body soaking in the ceramic bar. Jiang Chen had his back to her, holding the torn towel in his fingers.

"Jiang Chen, I'm fine!" Ye Rou washed off the milk on her body and hair, stood up and called out.

Jiang Chen turned around, stretched out two fingers and carefully pinched his wife out, placed her on the spread-out large towel, and then handed her the small towel in his hand.

Ye Rou wiped the water off her body. It was too tiring to hold a towel as big as her body to wipe her hair, so she simply spread out the towel, put her head on the towel, and rubbed her wet hair into it.

The rub was too hard, and when she looked up again, she saw stars in front of her eyes. She stood up, tilted her head, and sat back down.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen held his wife in his palm.

My wife has become smaller. When I hold her in my hand, she feels as light as a feather. She seems to have no weight at all.

He looked down at his wife in his arms, with snow-white skin, black hair, rosy cheeks and lips. He slightly clenched his five fingers and stroked his wife's body inch by inch with his fingertips. Her body was soft, fragrant and smooth, even warmer than jade.

He circled his fingertips on the soft and white belly twice and wanted to slide them down. Ye Rou glared at him, hugged his fingers, opened her mouth and bit them hard.

"Tear." Jiang Chen felt pain, and seeing the little man in his palm was angry, he chuckled and stopped touching him.

He carried Ye Rou out, put her on the bed, and went to make clothes for his wife to wear when going out.

Ye Rou was jumping on the soft pillow with a tissue wrapped around her. She was as light as a feather now. She was bounced high up by the pillow and then fell back into the soft pillow. She was having a lot of fun.

"Wife, the clothes are ready." Jiang Chen came back with the clothes he made, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hands.

Ye Rou climbed onto his fingers, took the clothes he made, unfolded them and looked at them, "..."

It's just a piece of cloth with a hole cut in the middle and two small holes cut on both sides.

"Oh." Fortunately, Ye Rou didn't have high expectations for his sewing skills, nor was she picky. She put on the clothes under Jiang Chen's expectant gaze.

Ye Rou is now only the size of a palm, as delicate as a jade porcelain figure. She doesn't look ugly when she puts on clothes that look like bright pink sheets. Instead, she has a sense of rough delicacy.

The clothes are rough and the face is delicate.

Jiang Chen had to go out for something, and he was worried about leaving Ye Rou alone at home, so he decided to take her out with him.

Ye Rou sat in his palm and went downstairs. The furniture that was familiar to her in the past now had a different sense of novelty when she looked at it from a different angle.

She held Jiang Chen's thumb, her legs hanging down from between his fingers, swaying.

I finally realized some of the benefits of becoming smaller.

"Come here." Jiang Chen looked at Xiao Huihui with a cold face.

Little Huihui seemed to realize that he was wrong. He stood up dejectedly, walked to the coffee table obediently, put the croaking fat frog into his mouth, and followed Jiang Chen dejectedly.

After leaving the house, Ye Rou was put into Jiang Chen's chest pocket.

It was dark all around, and the presence of Jiang Chen surrounded Ye Rou. She lay on her side, and her eyelids gradually became heavy.

As soon as Jiang Chen came out of the inner courtyard, he ran into Zhou Yuqing, who was wandering in the yard with his hands behind his back.

Zhou Yuqing saw that Jiang Chen was the only one who came out, and asked him curiously, "Where's Xiaorou?"

"Sleeping." Jiang Chen was actually a terrible liar, but no one dared to question or expose him.

Zhou Yuqing narrowed his eyes. He saw that Jiang Chen was lying, but his train of thought had gone astray. He reminded him earnestly, "Xiao Rou still has to go to college. Don't get the baby out."

Jiang Chen sneered. He didn't even want Ye Rou to raise Xiao Huihui, let alone have a child to disturb his and Ye Rou's world of two.

He sneered with a gloomy and cold expression, his disdain evident in his words.

Zhou Yuqing shook his head. He could see that the brat didn't want a child, but Ye Yatou liked Hanhan and would probably want a child of her own. These two would have a lot of trouble in the future.

"Quack!"

"What's that sound?" Zhou Yuqing wondered.

Jiang Chen moved aside with a cold face, revealing Little Gray behind him and the frog in its mouth.

"Wow!" Zhou Yuqing's eyes lit up after seeing what Xiao Huihui was holding in his mouth. "This little frog is quite good-looking."

He bent down and stretched out his hand in front of Xiao Huihui, and said with a smile: "Xiao Huihui, let grandpa see it."

The little gray wolf tilted its head and held the frog in its mouth, refusing to let go.

Jiang Chen just opened his pocket and took a look. His wife was asleep and kicking her feet inside.

He covered his pocket with one hand, "Old man, I'm leaving first."

"Go!" Zhou Yuqing had just gotten together with Xiao Huihui. There was a small pond in his yard. These days he was thinking about raising some lotus and small fish. This little frog grew fat and if he put it in his pond, his scenery would be considered lively with both movement and stillness.

Jiang Chen strode out of the yard. He was afraid of meeting other people, so he hid in hiding with his 1.9-meter height, and only then did he get out successfully.