After the hidden marriage, the actor is thinking about making it public every day

Chapter 221

The earplugs can block most of the sound, Wang Yiyi didn't speak, because she really didn't hear clearly, but even if she could hear clearly, she might not be able to answer.

Zhou Ze squinted his eyes, and now he finally saw the green lump in her ears clearly. Without thinking, he pulled it off with his hands, and pushed the blindfold on her face to the top of her head. He repeated what he had just said.

By the way, he whispered, "There are eye masks and earplugs, and the equipment is complete. Why, still can't sleep?"

Wang Yiyi simply took off the blindfold from the top of his head and threw it aside, lying on the bed sideways with his back to Zhou Ze all the time, and said confidently, "I can't sleep."

Zhou Ze looked sideways at her with his head half propped up, and he couldn't help but curse, "You can't sleep, but others can."

On the mouth, he cared about her honestly, "What happened to you?"

Wang Yiyi couldn't help cursing in his heart, some people obviously made a mistake and didn't know how to reflect on it, but they didn't care and thought that something happened to the other party, it was simply unreasonable.

Wang Yiyi didn't show any extra emotions, closed his eyes, didn't want to say more and didn't want Zhou Ze to see her true thoughts, so he said perfunctorily, "No."

"Then what are you doing?" Zhou Ze, the person involved, didn't review his mistakes, but was laughed at by Wang Yiyi, "I haven't slept in the middle of the night."

Look at his heresy, black can also be said to be white.

Wang Yi raised the quilt angrily. She didn't like the feel of the mat at all, so she unceremoniously moved the quilt as a blanket and put it under her body.

As for Zhou Ze, Wang Yiyi didn't care, he could do whatever he liked.

Zhou Ze deliberately snatched the quilt on one side without moving it, and stared at her resentfully, "You are not used to the mat, so what should I do?"

Wang Yiyi pretended to be dead with his eyes closed, but he was still staring at him helplessly, so he calmly gave a solution, "There are blankets and quilts in the cabinet in the guest room."

What she meant was that if you continue to criticize this and that, or babbling, get out of here and go to the guest room.

"Then that's not what I meant..." Zhou Ze stammered, he was rarely at a loss for words, and lay down silently back to his three-acre land.

After such a commotion, there was one more person who was still insomnia in the middle of the night.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Ze put his hands behind his head, suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the ceiling, his eyes were as bright as day, "Beibei."

Wang Yiyi didn't feel sleepy at all. Although she stopped making pranks with her hands, she was still tossing and turning to find the most comfortable position. It was impossible to pretend that she was asleep. She just let out a muffled snort as a response. Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze turned his head to look at the back of Wang Yiyi's head, carefully probing, "Did I disturb you to sleep when I came back so late?"

Even with his eyes closed, Wang Yiyi rolled his big eyes, and slandered in his heart, "Are you talking nonsense? Are you not sure if you are making noise?"

"Actually, I wanted to come back earlier, but they didn't let me go back." Zhou Ze waited for a while, but he wasn't annoyed before Wang Yiyi responded. He said to himself, "Some people come back early. They were called away by family members, and some people went back and had nothing to do.”

Zhou Ze's insinuation and insinuation were too obvious. Wang Yi's reticence seemed too deliberate, so she pretended to agree with him and said in cooperation: "Then they regard you as the latter." ?”

Wang Yiyi's straightforwardness often made Zhou Ze wonder how to answer her words. For example, now, Wang Yiyi directly put his hint on the table, as if telling Zhou Ze straightforwardly, "What's in your heart? I can see it clearly, so what do you want to do? Tell me and I'll listen."

"No." Zhou Ze lifted himself up and had to find the steps to get down by himself. By the way, he had to throw the blame wildly, "I didn't want to go, and I told them that you were at home."

"It's okay." Wang Yiyi's expression remained unchanged, his tone was still flat, but it was actually a silent trial and sarcasm towards Zhou Ze, "If you still want to go out tomorrow, you can sleep in the guest room when you come back. I will give the bed to you during the day." Make it up, so that when you come back to sleep, no one will disturb you, and don't worry, our house only has a mat in the master bedroom, not in the guest room."

Zhou Ze became angry and remained silent for two seconds. During these two seconds, he thought about it quickly and decided to immediately raise his hand and surrender.

His so-called plan with the ultimate goal of challenging Wang Yiyi's bottom line, even though he himself couldn't explain why it started, and Wang Yiyi didn't even know what happened, but he started it unilaterally. In the end, he unilaterally announced the end.

Zhou Ze raised his head and chest, bit the bullet and persisted until the fourth day, when he officially died.

He adjusted his mental state at an astonishingly fast speed. He threw away the burden as soon as he said it, and turned over to pass Wang Yiyi, but he kept ignoring Wang Yiyi's struggle and disgust. Absolute force to suppress, straight to the middle of the bed.

"What are you doing! Are you crazy?" Wang Yiyi waved his fists, exhausted all his strength to hang his chest on his chest as if venting his anger, and did not forget to use the strength of his legs to punch and kick Zhou Ze, "Don't touch me!"

It was impossible not to touch it, Zhou Ze managed to hold down his upper body, and then went to subdue his lower body non-stop, saying, "The bed is so big, why are you running to the side, what if you fall in half asleep."

Wang Yiyi's hands and feet didn't move anymore, but she snorted coldly, and squinted at Zhou Ze with eyes like looking at a fool, "Are you sick or do you treat me like a three-year-old?"

Wang Yiyi suddenly calmed down, and Zhou Ze didn't know what to do with his hands and feet for a while, so he simply put his hands on top of Wang Yiyi.

He looked down at Wang Yiyi, and couldn't help but laugh. He couldn't understand that he had such a naive side in front of Wang Yiyi. Now facing her accusation, Zhou Ze admitted shamelessly, "Maybe it's me. You are sick, but you are like a three-year-old in front of me."

In fact, he is more like himself.

"What?" Wang Yiyi opened her mouth in disbelief. She was instantly amused by Zhou Ze, raised her hand and tapped Zhou Ze's forehead, and asked him, "Don't you think you are more like a child?"

Zhou Ze was like a deflated ball, and his arms pretended that they could no longer support the weight of his whole body, and he fell straight on top of Wang Yiyi, as if he was depressed after being stripped of his mask, " I'm not."

(End of this chapter)