My stepmother can't be this cute

Xie Zhen was very happy.

Looking back on last night, it was a milestone night.It's not that the relationship between the two has undergone a qualitative leap.Instead, the little stepmother lay obediently in Xie Zhen's arms all night while awake instead of sleepwalking.

This intimacy is precious.

At first when Xie Zhen lay down, the little stepmother stopped trembling, but then her whole body became stiff again, as if tensed.Probably wanted to kick her out of bed, but didn't have the courage to say no to this life-saving straw, the whole person fell into a dilemma.

Xie Zhen knew it well, and dispelled her worries in a low voice: "Don't worry, senior sister, I won't do anything to you. For me, getting a person's body is far less interesting than getting a soul. What I want, It's your soul."

"...I have no soul."

The little stepmother's voice was also low, very pitiful.

Xie Zhen suppressed her internal injuries from laughing, but she still had to comfort her seriously: "Okay, don't worry, even if you don't have a soul, I will never settle for second best tonight, and instead attack your *, I swear, okay Are you done? Tonight, we are all four-year-old little girls, and the little girls sleep together because they are afraid of thunder, so it’s okay, isn’t it?”

In this way, the little stepmother seemed to have turned the corner, her whole body slowly relaxed, and she turned back into a soft little cotton flower, she buried her little head on Xie Zhen's chest with peace of mind, but her two paws still blocked her ears .

Judging by her posture, she planned to carry her to death and not sleep.

Probably because the anti-thunder war was fought too hard, and in the second half of the night, I was finally exhausted and fell asleep.

What a lovely evening.

Xie Zhen never knew that he liked Thunderstorm so much.When she woke up, the little stepmother was still asleep, her long eyelashes perched on her jade-like cheeks like two quiet black butterflies.Xie Zhen got out of bed gently, not wanting to be frivolous.But thinking about it, foreigners can also kiss their foreheads when they say good morning.So he pretended to be a foreigner, secretly and lightly kissed the little stepmother's smooth forehead.

At this moment, he was still reminiscing about the stolen kiss, biting the spoon, with a smile on his face that he didn't even notice, speeding up the frying of eggs.

At exactly seven o'clock, the door rang, and Cheng Ying came out, a short strand of long, smooth hair like a waterfall became a traitor, turned into dumb hair and curled up...

Xie Zhen bent his eyes and smiled at her, took down the spoon, blinked his right eye and said hello: "Morning, mom."

Cheng Ying rubbed her eyes and said firmly, "Don't call me little mom."

Eh?Obviously, she didn't care how she yelled last night, probably because she was angry when she got up, and she cared again.

Hey, after all, a woman is a needle in the bottom of her heart.

"Oh!" Xie Zhen made a suddenly realized expression, "Morning, baby."

"..." Cheng Ying was very angry, she put down her hand rubbing her eyes, and stared at her with slightly red eyes.

Hahaha.It looked like he had just been bullied.cute.

The sizzling sound in the frying pan woke up Xie Zhen's idiot face.With a cough, he turned the egg over and pointed to his head: "Your hair is sticking up, baby."

"...Don't call me baby either!!" Cheng Ying blushed anxiously, "Who is your baby...!"

"Haha, not yet." Xie Zhen hurriedly smoothed his hair, afraid of making her unhappy early in the morning: "I'm just kidding, senior sister, go wash your mouth and have breakfast right away."

Cheng Ying's face paled when she heard that there was food to eat, she obediently went to the sink, brushed her teeth with the small soft-bristled toothbrush that was said to be prepared for guests that she opened last night, and half-closed her eyes to brush her teeth.

Looking in the mirror inadvertently, his eyes suddenly widened.Just like what Xie Zhen said, there was a strand of hair sticking up, and her posture was very stable.

In fact, black, long, straight, and middle parted didn't have this trouble at first, but her hair was thick, and the short hair that was barely visible on the front of the forehead before had gradually grown into a climate, and it became a half-length strand, mixed in the long hair, which was not big at first. Obviously, it may be that Xie Zhen's family's pillows are made of a special material. After sleeping, they were disobedient and turned up.

It might not be the pillow, though...

Cheng Ying looked at her face in the mirror and gradually blushed.

It is said that the two sisters of the Cheng family are not afraid of heaven and earth, but the older one is afraid of ghosts and the younger one is afraid of thunder.There is no way to overcome the defects that have been born since childhood.

Usually at home or in the dormitory, she has several layers of protection: first plug in silent earplugs, then put on noise-cancelling headphones, and finally cover her head with a quilt.With these several protection measures, no matter how loud the thunder is, it will be like the buzzing of mosquitoes after it travels through thousands of mountains and rivers and reaches the eardrum.Since it's cool, it's okay.

But last night, the incident happened suddenly, and he stayed out overnight without any preparations, so he scared the hell out of the middle of the night.

Then, out of nowhere, in the dark, the T of Xie's family touched him.Without asking for permission, he crawled into the bed all at once, pretending to be sleepwalking.

Thinking back now, Cheng Ying couldn't slap a slap, she couldn't just blame others, she was really worthless.Being hugged by that guy, he didn't resist at all.What made her even more unspeakable was that at that time, there was a strange sense of security in her heart.I don't know which biological magazine I read it in, but there is an article that says: Females are greedy for security.So he was so greedy in her arms!It's a shame that Xie Zhen was still not satisfied, he raised a hand and kept touching her head, like stroking a cat...

This strand of hair may have been raised by her...

Ahhh, damn it.

Cheng Ying held her forehead, feeling extremely annoyed.

After brushing my teeth, I raised my hand to catch some water and stroked the dull hair. It was still curled up, stroked again, and my head was raised a little. I stroked and pressed for the third time for a good 2 minutes, and then let go, and it was finally healed.

Xie Zhen was already shouting over there: "Senior sister, let's serve dinner, hurry up."

The weather forecast is as inaccurate as ever, and the weather outside has cleared up.Cheng Ying looked out of the window, and as she walked over, she secretly made up her mind: After eating this meal, I must definitely go back to school immediately, whether it's rehearsal or preparing for the rematch.

I really can't stay in the same room alone with the Xie family anymore.

There was always something dangerous about her.

He is obviously an extremely unscrupulous person, but his aura is a bit compelling.

The dangerous person stood there with a smile, completely unaware that he had been treated as a level-A alert, and he made a dangerous proposal: "Senior sister, do you want coffee?" Holding a coffee pot in his hand, he shook it slightly, The jet-black liquid exudes a tempting fragrance, swaying and swaying inside.

"No, thank you." Cheng Ying refused.She has a sensitive constitution, and once she ingests meth, no matter how small the amount is, it will be difficult to fall asleep at night.

"Well, then I'll drink it myself." Xie Zhen didn't force it, Shi Shiran sat down, poured himself a cup into the cup, made a gesture of invitation for Cheng Ying to sit, and said with a smile: "Eat oatmeal and Eggs. Keep it simple, don't take offense."

"Very good, how could you be offended?" Cheng Ying spoke the truth.This guy is always being polite where he shouldn't be polite, and when he should stick to the boundaries, he often crosses the boundaries recklessly, and he looks like 'I'm just going to do what you want', I really don't understand.

The two sat opposite each other, and there were fried eggs on a plate in front of them. Xie Zhen's one was a little bit fried, so it couldn't be called a poached egg.

But the one in front of Cheng Ying was fried to perfection.In a glass is milk-foamed oatmeal with emerald raisins.The dinner set in her house is made of bone china and decorated with delicate and voluptuous black vines.

It can be called a high-value breakfast.

Cheng Ying was stunned, looked up at Xie Zhen, blinked, and took out her phone to take a picture.

Xie Zhen got up early in the morning to go to the supermarket to purchase the ingredients.

Seeing the surprised expression on the little stepmother's face, she even took out her mobile phone and turned it on to take pictures.Xie Zhen felt that the early morning was worth it.Moreover, the little stepmother is a good guide, just fry an egg and take a photo as a souvenir.

——So easy to be moved, if you don't bend, who bends?

"Eat while it's hot." Xie Zhen urged her with a smile.

Before he could finish a sentence, Cheng Ying got a call.

When Cheng Ying looked at the caller ID, she seemed a little flustered, and picked it up with a clatter: "Sister."

There was a fierce roar over there: "You damn girl, where did you go last night? The phone is still turned off?"

Cheng Ying stammered and replied: "No, sister, the phone...is out of power and has been turned off."

"Did you take the household registration book?" The growling voice over there continued to increase in volume.

Xie Zhen on the opposite side raised his eyebrows while holding his coffee.