Sir, your vest is off!

The small bucket that Zhou Wenqing had carried all the way fell to the feet of the two with a "boom", and the colorful shells "jingled" scattered all over the ground. Someone stepped on it with bare feet accidentally, and the little boy who was a little overwhelmed The shell shattered with a crisp and loud "click".

? "Mr. Zhou, Wen Qing..."

Song Lan hugged the person on her body tightly. When the person heard him sobbing softly, his conscience seemed to realize that he was finally willing to stop for a moment, and kissed Song Lan's glowing red eyes lightly, "Huh?"

But Song Lan was not in a hurry to speak, humming and handing herself over to Zhou Wenqing, her two palms put on rings were clasped together, and her fingers were clasped tightly as if no one could separate them.

Song Lan couldn't bear it anymore, or could not bear it anymore, "I've... three times, why don't I come..."

How can Zhou Wenqing, an old bastard who has just tasted the essence and taste, agree?

Song Lan, who finally realized that she had committed a great crime, had no way out, and on that soft but wet bed, she passed out crying and woke up again.

When the sky turned from light to dark and then to polishing, Song Lan felt that he might as well be beaten up.

When Zhou Wenqing was satisfied, she still didn't forget to whisper in Song Lan's ear, "Honey, why don't you say I can't do it next time?"

Song Lan: "..."

He didn't have the strength to speak anymore, and fell into a deep sleep. What he thought in his heart was, he didn't say that Zhou Wenqing could not do it either?

I don't know how long this sleep has been. Song Lan's red and swollen eyes opened with difficulty, "Hmm..."

What about Zhou Wenqing?Why not?Why are you so ruthless?Just leave him alone in the house?

Song Lan tried to get up, but when he moved a little, he felt a tingling pain in his waist and legs. Yes, after a night of strenuous exercise, he is a big man with zero flexibility, and he may never use all the movements in his life up.

Use it where you haven't used it!

Song Lan wanted to curse, "Bastard!"

Sore throat, dry pain, really want to drink water, but can't move.

Ah, and his stomach, Zhou Wenqing and Zhou Wenqing were too busy last night with the important matter of "spreading branches and leaves", and now Song Lan's stomach is throbbing and hurting, and he is hungry "gulu Lululu..." The sound was louder than the sound.

It's too much, I said no...

Song Lan felt wronged after thinking about it, Zhou Wenqing is a dog, right?

Zhou Wenqing pushed the door open and brought a cup of honey water, light porridge and side dishes.

Song Lan glanced resentfully at the ruddy Zhou Wenqing, who looked refreshed. He didn't want to talk to Zhou Wenqing, and closed his eyes angrily, because he didn't even bother to move his neck and head.

"Xiaohuamao, my brother, father, and husband, who were so affectionate last night, begged me to spread the leaves for me, and now they are so cold, are you throwing me away after I'm used up?"

Zhou Wenqing couldn't help but pinch Song Lan's crying red nose, Song Lan moaned in protest, "Let go!"

Zhou Wenqing kissed Song Lan's nose with a "chirp", "Drink some water, please? My voice is hoarse."

Song Lan stared at this "well-dressed old beast" with red ears. Isn't this a good thing he did?ah?Whose fault is it that he has no energy and can't get up now!

The old Qinshou himself put the straw into Song Lan's mouth in a very considerate manner. Song Lan felt as if he had received the nectar, and couldn't wait to drink it clean. His dry and flaming throat was finally relieved, and his stomach finally felt warm. The things flowed in, no longer singing "Empty City Strategies".

After drinking the water, Song Lan continued to turn his face and deny anyone. The culprit had no consciousness of making a mistake at all, "Lan Lan?"

Song Lan closed her eyes, if you call me I will talk to you?I thought it was so beautiful.

"Are you really ignoring me?" Zhou Wenqing scratched Song Lan's eyelashes with his fingers, and Song Lan's eyeballs could be seen rolling around even when they were closed, it was so cute.

"Don't pick me up!" Song Lan said fiercely, like a cat whose tail has been touched, meowing at you with its teeth and claws!

Of course, this is a kitten with a hoarse voice, and it's bluffing to be fierce.

Song Lan coughed dryly, so angry!

"I'm angry!"

Zhou Wenqing pretended to be puzzled, "Why are you angry? I hurt you last night, it shouldn't be. Didn't Lanlan say that it's very comfortable and you always want it?"

listen!All the bamboo shoots on the mountain have been snatched by this old thing. Is this speaking human words?Where does he always want it? !

Song Lan was so angry that she opened her eyes and gritted her teeth, "I said no! It's you!"

It's been endless!

"Oh, it was a certain little cat who came to tease me first yesterday afternoon, and wanted to spread my branches and leaves for me. I agreed that I would not stop this time, but it turned out that the little cat didn't mean anything, huh?"

As he said that, Zhou Wenqing deliberately lifted his shirt and turned it around in front of Song Lan. His finger marks were deep and shallow, and some of them were torn.

Zhou Wenqing looked narrowly at Song Lan who was furious with fury. Song Lan was ashamed, angry and depressed, wishing she could pounce on this bastard right now!

In the end, Song Lan thought of her miserable situation, forget it!He'd better keep closing his eyes and don't look at this bastard.

Zhou Wenqing finally couldn't hold back anymore, and laughed out loud, which made Song Lan very annoyed and itching with hatred.

"Are you really ignoring me, Lan Lan?" Seeing that Song Lan was really too lazy to talk to him, Zhou Wenqing realized that he had gone too far, and this little cat was probably really angry.

"Baby?" Zhou Wenqing asked tentatively.

"Wife?"

"baby?"

"husband?"

It's over, it's over, it's a big deal!

Song Lan gasped for breath and wanted to confront him to the end, Zhou Wenqing sighed, "Okay, I won't do it next time, okay? Huh? Mr. Song's Mr. Zhou knows he's wrong, okay? Mr. Song has a lot of adults, forgive Zhou Can you do it this time, sir?"

The palm with the ring gently caressed Song Lan's cheek.

Song Lan's mind moved, what did Zhou Wenqing just say?He seems to be talking about Mr. Song's Mr. Zhou, right?

Song Lan narrowed her eyes and peeked at Zhou Wenqing, who was staring at him with a soft, dripping smile.

Song Lan, who was caught, was not embarrassed either, and simply opened her eyes to look at Zhou Wenqing, "Anyway, it's your fault."

Zhou Wenqing hugged Song Lan, and Song Lan "hissed" and gasped, "Slow down, slow down!"

He's falling apart! Falling apart! ! !

Zhou Wenqing quickly relaxed his movements, put a soft pillow on Song Lan, and fed Song Lan the porridge that was almost dry, "Mr. Song, how about a drink for your face?"

"Ah!" Of course it's a reward for someone to serve you.

Zhou Wenqing smiled helplessly, and slowly fed Song Lan the porridge one spoon at a time. The happy time seemed to slow down from every porridge and meal, every inch of time.

Relying on the fact that she was bullied enough, Song Lan tormented Zhou Wenqing for several days as a domineering force.

Zhou Wenqing really didn't have any bottom line for Song Lan, he was willing and happy.

Song Lan felt embarrassed. He thought Zhou Wenqing should resist, deliberately tormented him, and said with a cold face, "Zhou Wenqing, I don't think this is interesting."

Zhou Wenqing paused for Song Lan's mango peeling hand, somehow he didn't pay attention, the knife scratched his finger, and the blood spread instantly, but Zhou Wenqing didn't seem to feel it, and quickly asked: "What's wrong, Lan Lan?"

Song Lan was in a hurry, and took some paper from the table to cover the bleeding place for Zhou Wenqing, "Don't worry about me! Your hands! Hands!"

Zhou Wenqing seemed to have never heard of it, "Tell me first, what's wrong?"

Song Lan really lost to Zhou Wenqing, "Oh, I'm kidding you! Go quickly, give me a hand, the mango juice is stuck in the wound, hurry up!"

Zhou Wenqing just went to deal with his own wound, and when he came back, he saw that Song Lan was not very happy, sitting there with his head propped motionless, his expression could almost be said to be serious.

"Lan Lan?"

Song Lan looked at Zhou Wenqing and opened his arms, meaning clearly, come and hug him!

Zhou Wenqing immediately stepped forward and hugged Song Lan, and Song Lan skillfully wrapped her arms around Zhou Wenqing's neck, "Zhou Wenqing, are you being too nice to me? You know I did it on purpose, but you still enjoy making trouble with me?"

Zhou Wenqing laughed, "Is that what you're thinking about?"

"Yeah!" Song Lan nodded, "You don't even resist me, I don't have that kind of shit, just force you, you know!"

Zhou Wenqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was it because he wanted him to resist?It's disgusting to be obedient.

Zhou Wenqing really wanted to see what kind of strange things were in this little idiot's head.

"Hey, don't laugh, just cooperate with me, and let me feel the domineering president and the miserable heroine in the bloody plot, the overlord and the overlord fight hard, and the heroine fights hard." Song Lan said seriously. .

"Really?"

Song Lan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Don't even think about it!" Zhou Wenqing suddenly raised his voice, pushing Song Lan aside as he spoke.

Song Lan was dumbfounded, she didn't realize the current situation at all, and felt aggrieved all of a sudden, "Why do you refuse me! Can't you satisfy me with just this little request? Zhou Wenqing, why are you like this!"

Song Lan sniffed, tears welling in her eyes.

Song Lan stubbornly turned her face away, sighing to herself that it was too difficult for her body to lose control of her tears. When she got emotional, she would have the urge to cry when she quarreled, and her momentum disappeared in an instant!

Seeing Song Lan's sudden emotional agitation, and the appearance of crying, Zhou Wenqing hurriedly apologized to coax others, but he couldn't help laughing in his heart, "Well, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, but Lan Lan."

Zhou Wenqing couldn't help Le'er, "Obviously you want me to resist, why are you still angry?"

Song Lan was taken aback for a moment, and the tears were suppressed, "Ah, this..."

"So you were cooperating with me just now...?"

Zhou Wenqing nodded.

"But I'm not even ready!" Song Lan wanted to hit the wall in embarrassment.

"Then Lanlan still wants me to resist now? I can cooperate, this time I will say hello to Lanlan before entering the state." Zhou Wenqing said seriously.

Song Lan shook her head hastily, "Don't! You'd better be normal, I'm not used to your sudden indifference, I'm afraid of you!"

"Don't miss this opportunity and don't come again!"

"I said no!"

"Good good."

"You are so annoying, Zhou Wenqing!"

[The author has something to say: Old things are getting younger

Boss Zhou's stare: You don't have a date, you know fart!

Xu Lai: (mother's dead smile) Just wait!

Boss Zhou: (without fear and even a contemptuous smile) Don't worry, Lan Lan will definitely not want me to be sad.

Xu Lai: ...Wang Defa! 】