"You can take it to the room and rub it, and I will teach you how to cook it."
"The last time you went back to the hand-rolled noodles, they actually made it OK, but they couldn't cook it."
...
The magic sounds in my ears came one after another. At first I wanted to eat them, but afterwards I was completely to torture people.
Bo Siyan endured it for a while, and finally couldn't bear it anymore when she "elbowed" him for the countless times, and turned over and pressed her down.
Qin Songyao:!!!
She blinked.
"I don't want to sleep, do you?"
"I'm hungry."
"Hold on!"
Qin Songyao was happy when he heard the frigidity in his words. Who told him to sleep with her?
Humph, I'm so annoyed him!
"I can't bear it." She freed up her hand, pillowed her back, and looked up at him slowly, "Besides, Mr. Bo, you have a big family, you can't afford a bed, a quilt, and you can't afford it, and you can't afford it.
Can't afford it?"
Her mouth opened and mixed, without a stop.
Bo Siyan couldn't help but get started, but this time she avoided it.
"I want to have a midnight snack," she asked, adding, "I'll go to the sofa after I finish eating, and the bed belongs to you."
After she said that, Bo Siyan closed his eyes.
Suddenly, his arm was inserted into the quilt.
Qin Songyao was shocked and shrank.
"What are you doing?"
The man pulled her hand away and pressed her lower abdomen with the flow!
hiss--
"Do you really think you have a genital in your stomach, and you are acting cute and stingy with me?"
His palms were no longer as cold as before, and the warm temperature came from his palms, slightly pressing against her, boiling hot.
With eyes facing each other, Qin Songyao opened his mouth.
"Do you still want to eat noodles?" he said quietly.
Qin Songyao blinked, "No, I'm full."
"It's good to be full." He snorted softly, "If I'm still hungry, I'll think of another way to fill your stomach."
After saying that, his hand moved away from her lower abdomen.
Turn over and lie down again.
Changes come too quickly.
Qin Songyao turned around again.
whispering sound.
She wasn't talking to him and having fun, she was really hungry.
It's not easy to run around, so he has to agree to ask someone to come in.
Thinking of this, she got up and stopped fighting with him. She tortured herself and could turn over while sleeping on the sofa.
She went down from the other side of the bed.
Bo Siyan opened his eyes and glanced at her, "Where are you going?"
"I'll give you the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."
Qin Songyao said, and took away a plate of fruit from the bedside table.
There was only a blanket on the sofa. She covered her legs and sat on the sofa. She wiped two nectarines and started gnawing.
Crack, like a mouse.
Bo Siyan turned his face and took a glimmer of light to look in her direction.
After taking a shower, she loosened her hair, hugged her legs, sat in the shadows, looking very well-behaved.
I chew the peaches with a tangled face. The more I chewed, the more pitiful I became, and the sighs became quiet.
Bo Siyan turned sideways and sent a message to Wen Yan.
"Send some hot food in."
"OK."
He responded to his request when hearing the banquet and knocked on the door soon.
Bo Siyan heard Qin Songyao's steps gently to open the door.
Before Wen Yan could speak, she whispered: "Wen Yan, you are so thoughtful, I am indeed hungry."
"Mrs……"
"Thank you, go and rest quickly, thank you for your hard work today."
The sound of Wenyan disappeared.
Bo Siyan frowned.
He is mute?
Don't know to make it clear!
Also, what's Qin Songyao's mind? She couldn't guess it was the noodles he called?
On the sofa, Qin Songyao held the beef noodles and took a deep breath.