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  Han Xiaoye knew that he must be angry, but he was still angry.

   Honestly, if she slept well and was kicked out of bed, she would definitely not be happy, and she might even lose her temper. But she was really aggrieved, how did she know that she would dream that she would become a grasshopper bound in the fire, she is still inexplicable. It's obviously spring with the best weather, and it's refreshing to sleep at night, and it's not too hot. How could she dream that she's in a fire?

   After thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't understand. In order to prevent herself from doing the same thing just now, she tucked a corner of the quilt and rolled to the other side of the bed, trying to stay as far away from Fu Zhiyan as possible.

After Fu Zhiyan lay down, he actually didn't fall asleep. He thought that the little hooligan would lie down and continue to sleep after a while, but after waiting for a long time, the woman who was supposed to be sleeping beside him slept on the other side of the bed. went to the side.

   His chest suffocated instantly.

   That kind of discomfort, like Ling Chi when someone stabbed his own flesh with a dull knife, heartache and depression.

   He has never felt so irritable at this moment. In order to control his emotions, he turned over and turned his back to Han Xiaoye.

   "..." Han Xiaoye was already very depressed that he would kick him out of bed, and thought he had seriously reviewed it, and in order to avoid repeating his crimes, he was assigned to the frontier. In the end, he was still unhappy and fell asleep with his back to himself!

  Han Xiaoye is sullen and angry.

   The more she thought about it, the more depressed she felt, and the more she felt wronged, she couldn't help but muttered in a low voice, "Stingy!"

   Her voice was very low, like a mosquito.

   But the mosquitoes at night are not the mosquitoes in the daytime. Only the deaf can't hear the chirping of mosquitoes at night. Fu Zhiyan was so annoyed that he didn't fall asleep, and could hear her words of a cheapskate clearly. The emotions that had finally calmed down a little bit came up again in an instant.

  What do you call him stingy?

  Fu Zhiyan's back was stiff and he lay motionless for a while. After thinking about it a lot, thinking about the little hooligan's performance tonight, thinking about the grievances she had suffered before, and the child she is now pregnant with, after thinking about it, she finally compromised. He turned around again, wrapped his arms around him, and embraced the sleeping person. continue to fall asleep...

  …

Han Xiaoye had the same dream again. She dreamed that she had become a grasshopper **** in a sea of ​​fire. Below was a raging fire. The fire could not burn her for a long time, but the heat continued to rise and hit her. her nerves. She was hot and sweaty, so uncomfortable, she wanted to shout but couldn't. Struggling and struggling, she was about to kick the conditioned reflex when she suddenly woke up, tried her best to control her hands and feet, and opened her eyes.

   As soon as he opened it, he saw the man's enlarged handsome face.

The plump forehead, the straight bridge of the nose, and the naturally raised corners of the mouth, but the thin lips with a small smile... She moved her tightly hugged body and suddenly understood what the fire scene she dreamed of was. something happened.

  Emma! She said, how could she dream of a fire for no reason? It's not summer now, even if you want to dream, it's summer. What kind of fire did you dream of in spring?

   Sure enough...

   It took my uncle's body temperature for a long time.

  Han Xiaoye pulled out the back of his head, not sure why.

   But before she fell asleep, she clearly remembered that she rolled to the other side of the bed with the quilt, far away from my uncle, how could she be next to him when she woke up?

   Her face flushed with shame.

   Could it be because he jumped up unconsciously?

  Han Xiaoye thinks it is very possible.

   After all, with Fu Zhiyan's sullen personality, it is absolutely impossible to take the initiative to hug her. The most likely reason is that she likes her too much and habitually goes up to her. After all, it's not the first time she's taken the initiative to push up. But even going to sleep, he will take the initiative to go up, which is too much, right?

  Han Xiaoye felt that he was too unrestrained for the first time!

   How could anyone even want to go to bed when they fall asleep? How much do you have to like it to be like this?

   She pouted, reflected on herself, and closed her eyes again. At the same time, her little hands were shamelessly wrapped around her, Mei Mei slapped her mouth down, and continued to sleep.

   slept well all night.

   By the time she opened her eyes, there was a different person beside the bed.

  Little Pussy Fu was lying on the bed with her chin supported, her big grape-like eyes staring at her for a moment, seeing her open her eyes, she came over with a smile, and kissed her face several times. He sat up happily, legs crossed.

   "Mommy, you finally woke up."

"Well……"

  Han Xiaoye was still groggy, and his eyelids kept fighting.

   "Kitten, what time is it? Where's your dad?"

   "The old monster went to work. It's eleven o'clock now."

  Han Xiaoye didn't notice what he called Fu Zhiyan, and focused all his attention on the last half of the sentence. She jumped up violently, turned her head in shock and asked, "What time is it?"

   Kitten Fu was startled by her, and said in a daze, "It's eleven o'clock."

   Fearing that he was wrong, he hurriedly looked at the watch on his wrist and re-confirmed, "11:05."

   "It's over, it's over, it's over..."

   "What's the end, Mommy?"

Han Xiaoye was in a mess, he never thought to answer him, his head was covered, "It's over, how come it's eleven o'clock? I remember that I set the alarm clock, didn't the alarm clock go off?" She put her hand on the bed Touching everywhere, as if looking for something.

Alarm clock?

   Kitten Fu blinked, took Han Xiaoye's mobile phone out of his bag, and asked obediently, "Mummy, are you looking for this?"

"Yes." Han Xiaoye grabbed it and hurriedly flipped through the alarm clock on his mobile phone. Seeing that the nine o'clock alarm clock set above was still there, he was surprised, "Yes, why didn't it call? Could it be that the phone is broken? already?"

   She was angry, "Damn, what a broken phone! It's still more than 6,000. If I knew that breaking an Apple would not work, I might as well use my Android phone. At least the alarm clock won't get windy!"

"Mummy, it doesn't have convulsions." Kitty Fu picked up the mobile phone that Han Xiaoye threw on the bed angrily, and asked for praise, "Before Daddy leaves, let me let Mommy sleep well and don't disturb Mommy. Little The cat just obediently slept next to Mommy and played, just as the alarm clock rang, the kitten saw that Mommy was sleeping so soundly and didn't want to disturb Mommy, so she turned it off."

   - turned off!

   - just turn it off!

  Han Xiaoye doesn't know what expression to use anymore, her face is frozen, she can't laugh or cry.

   She asked Mo Qi and the others to set up the birthday party at nine o'clock. Today is the last day, and she slept until noon! I don't know if Mo Qi and the others are still there. If they leave, she will be miserable.