The big bad guy must be worried about the people who suffered disasters due to the thunderstorm. Looking at his face, it was as wrinkled as a bitter melon.
Xin'an thought about it and yawned loudly.
Haha...
So sleepy...
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Hua Yuqiong finished the porridge, and disaster and disaster quickly put away the bowls and chopsticks. When Hua Yuqiong didn't notice, he winked at Shang.
Shang was slightly startled, stood up, picked up the plate, and quickly followed them outside.
Before Hua Yuqiong's raised hand touched the edge of the dishes, the things on the table disappeared. She glanced at the lightly closed door rather speechlessly, planning to see if Hua Qi was awake.
.
"Bang!"
A sound came from behind the screen in the inner room. Hua Yuqiong paused and looked behind her.
Could it be that he woke up on the festival night?
But why is there something wrong with this voice?
Apart from the sound just now, there was no other sound inside.
Hua Yuqiong thought for a moment, turned on her heels, and tiptoed toward the inner room.
She poked her head from the screen, looked behind her, and suddenly the corner of her mouth twitched.
The "silkworm chrysalis" that was supposed to be on the bed actually rolled to the ground. No wonder there was such a "bang" sound.
Hua Yuqiong originally wanted to turn around and leave, but then she thought about it again. Jiye helped them so much last night, so she felt a little sorry to leave him here.
Moreover, the weather was already cooler during this period. Even though he was wrapped in a quilt, sleeping on the ground was still not good for his health.
Therefore, Hua Yuqiong suppressed her laughter and walked to the "silkworm chrysalis", preparing to carry him to the bed.
She looked at the one on the ground, compared it with her hands, and found a suitable place to pick it up.
"Ouch."
As soon as Hua Yuqiong picked up Ji Ye, she almost stumbled and fell.
"Well, hu-"
Hua Yuqiong put Jiye on the bed and exhaled.
"Why didn't I realize you were so big before?"
Just as Hua Yuqiong was about to take out her hand, Jiye turned over and pressed her sleeve and her hand under her body. The pain caused Hua Yuqiong to grin and gasp.
"Hiss—Jiye, are you looking for death?!"
Hua Yuqiong cursed in a low voice, wrinkled her face, and looked at Jiye with regret.
"I really had a convulsion before I carried you to bed! Ah... I should have turned around and left if I had known, so that you could experience the feeling of being sick!"
Jiye turned around again and rolled to the other side, and her two long legs were exposed from the quilt at the knees.
Hua Yuqiong rubbed her wrist in pain, glanced at Jiye's long legs covered only by a thin pair of underpants, snorted coldly, and looked away.
"I'll take care of you even if you go to hell!"
She took steps and walked outside.
Opening the door, a gust of wind carrying raindrops came in, making Hua Yuqiong shiver. She turned back and glanced at the room, bit her lower lip, and finally closed the door in frustration and walked into the room angrily.
Go.
"Damn it! What a ghost!"
She walked around the screen, pulled the corner of the quilt from Jiye's body, and finally took off the quilt wrapped around him with great effort.
Hua Yuqiong shook the quilt and covered Jiye with it.
She glanced at Jiye's face.
Fortunately, I didn't wake up from the tossing. I slept like crazy.
However, after he fell asleep, he couldn't see those sharp eyes, and he looked quite well-behaved.