Xiao Sheng grasped the curtains with both hands, stuck his head into the gap, and stared at the person opposite him in a stalemate for a long time.
She opened her mouth and said with difficulty: "How about you pretend you didn't see me?"
A smile flashed in Gong Shiheng's eyes, "Okay."
With that said, he put down the book, pulled back the quilt, and lay down.
Done in one go.
"Shengsheng, I didn't see you."
Xiao Sheng: "..."
There was silence for a moment.
They both laughed out loud at the same time.
Gong Shiheng lay down and turned his face to look at Xiao Sheng.
Xiao Sheng opened the curtains with a swipe. She sat on the window with her legs crossed, slapped her forehead, and laughed out loud, "You are much more interesting now that you have lost your memory."
As she said that, she drew her legs up and jumped into the room easily.
Gong Shiheng sat up from the bed, "Why didn't you ask me to open the door?"
Xiao Sheng clapped his hands and said, "It's so late at night, it's disturbing the people."
She looked up at him and asked, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Gong Shiheng: "You said you wanted to come back."
Sure enough, he was waiting for her.
Fortunately I'm back.
Gong Shiheng came closer and his eyes fell on her face.
Xiao Sheng thought he was going to ask her why she came back so late, and thought of words quickly in her mind.
Suddenly, Gong Shiheng raised his hand.
She backed away subconsciously.
Gong Shiheng smiled, and in her surprised eyes, he scratched her nose with his index finger.
He opened his hand and showed it to her. The fingertips were gray.
"Don't climb up the window next time, or you'll turn into a little cat."
Xiao Sheng wiped his nose, and sure enough his hands turned black.
Gong Shiheng said: "Go wash up and pick up some clothes."
Xiao Sheng waved his hand and glanced at him, "Okay."
As she said that, she walked around him as naturally as possible and went to get clothes from the closet she opened last time.
I don't know what kind of genius is used to decorate this bedroom. It even has clothes, but they are all new.
Logically speaking, Gong Shiheng should be doubtful, but he had no intention of doubting at all.
Xiao Sheng went in with his clothes, took a quick shower, and came out in pajamas and pajamas, ready to have a chat with Gong Shiheng to see what was going on with this guy.
This time she learned her lesson and dried her hair by herself.
After she finished blowing her head, Gong Shiheng came from upstairs and brought her a bowl of white fungus porridge.
"Auntie made it," he said.
Xiao Sheng took it and sat cross-legged on the sofa opposite the bed.
"Let's talk?"
"good."
Gong Shiheng also sat down by the bed. He looked at her posture, paused, and sat cross-legged as well.
Xiao Sheng gulped down the white fungus porridge, took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, then put his hands on his knees and looked at Gong Shiheng opposite.
Gong Shiheng smiled slightly, looking like Maitreya Buddha.
Xiao Sheng raised his hand and lifted the collar of his pajamas, "The clothes at home are all new, don't you think it's strange?"
Gong Shiheng wondered, "Isn't it normal for a new marriage, a new house, and new clothes?"
Besides, don’t clothes need to be changed every month?
Xiao Sheng paused and raised his hand to pat his forehead.
Forgot, the gap between rich and poor, poverty limited her imagination.
"OK."
She nodded, took a deep breath, and looked up at him, "Let's talk openly in Tianluo, do you really not doubt it?"
"What do you suspect?"
"We were married."
Gong Shiheng was silent.
Xiao Sheng held his hands back, suddenly relaxed, looked at him and said: "At twenty years old, is it easy for you to accept that you are married?"
Gong Shiheng looked sincere and said, "It's not difficult to accept."
Xiao Sheng leaned forward, supported his chin with one hand, looked at his face, and said, "Do you think getting married is fun?"