What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 66 66. Do the things you like
After returning home at night, Xia Yuan had a dream that he didn't know whether it was a nightmare or a beautiful dream.

He dreamed that on Christmas night he was standing under the Christmas tree.

Holding Ying Sitong's hand.

Overhead is green mistletoe.

Ying Sitong lowered her head shyly, not daring to look into his eyes, but asked him in a low voice, "Do you know how to spell Lu?"

Xia Yuan's heartbeat and breathing quickened.

In the dream, the surroundings became blurred and the light was dim.

Nothing could be seen clearly, only a sense of wonder brewing.

"Maybe, maybe, not quite, you know..."

Because of the height difference, the beautiful young woman of the blood race stood on tiptoe gently.

Ying Sitong smiled sweetly, holding Xia Yuan's face, showing two small fangs, very cute.

"Shall I teach you how to write?"

While he was surrounded by love,
The tip of the tongue suddenly hurt.

The fishy and sweet smell filled the mouth, the taste of tomato juice.

"Ah!"

When he woke up the next day, Xia Yuan found that his head was aching.

The throat is also a little inflamed, which is a mild cold symptom.

Probably because I was with Ying Sitong for too long yesterday.

The weather was already cold, and the blood race's body was still extremely cold.

Cold how to do?
Drink more hot water.

He stood up and went to the kitchen to boil some water.

When passing by the door of Ying Sitong's room, I happened to see this guy turning over on the bed.

Xia Yuan sighed.

The blood race is really restless in sleep.

It's winter, this guy kicked the quilt aside, his hands and feet are outside, so he must be catching a cold?
Thinking so, he walked into Ying Sitong's room gently, ready to cover her with the quilt.

Ying Sitong sleeps in a prone position, with her face pressed against the bed board, and her saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Staring at her long eyelashes and bright and charming cheeks, Xia Yuan suddenly remembered the dream he had last night.

The guy is actually quite cute when he's asleep.

Xia Yuan pulled up the quilt, ready to cover her.

At this moment, Ying Sitong turned over, facing Xia Yuan's face.

Xia Yuan's movements froze, and his breath also missed a beat.

The distance between the two people is very close, less than 10 centimeters away.

Ying Sitong closed her eyes, her nose trembling slightly.

There was a nice shampoo smell coming from her hair.

Ying Sitong smacked her mouth, closed her eyes and smiled, talking in her sleep.

"Xia Yuan, you are so kind..."

Xia Yuan was slightly taken aback.

Looking at the delicate girl in front of him, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

Thinking back, I was usually quite strict with this guy, and rarely praised her, but I didn't expect Ying Sitong to think highly of him in her heart.

It seems that my aunt is right, she should treat this guy better in the future.

Xia Yuan covered her with a quilt and prepared to leave.

At this time, a weak voice came from Ying Sitong's throat——

"drink……"

"..."

Xia Yuan frowned, wanting to suffocate her with a pillow.

……

Jiang Xiaoling woke up early in the morning. In order not to cause trouble to others, the tomb keeper was the first to get up every day.

After she woke up, she started cleaning the house, then went to the balcony to water the flowers, and then went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

When Xia Yuan woke up, Jiang Xiaoling was about to go out.

"What are you eating today?" Xia Yuan asked.

"Oh, it's all your favorite food." Jiang Xiaoling said while putting on his shoes, "I'm going to buy some chicken, chicken blood, duck blood, tomatoes, and carrots."

"Forehead……"

Xia Yuan thought, where is our favorite food?

Obviously it's just what Ying Sitong likes to eat.

But he's used to it.

Jiang Xiaoling, an ancient person who has not received nine years of compulsory education, still has feudal ideas in his head, everything is based on the master, and his life revolves around Ying Sitong.

……

After Jiang Xiaoling went out, Xia Yuan silently walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

After a while, Ying Sitong also walked in.

"Ah, hello," Xia Yuan mumbled, staring at her with toothpaste in his mouth, "Hey, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" (Didn't you see anyone in the bathroom?)

Ying Sitong silently glanced at him.

"You're not going to the toilet. I came in just to brush my teeth and nothing else."

After she finished speaking, she walked to Xia Yuan's side, picked up a toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste and started brushing.

The two silently faced the mirror, grinning.

After a while, Ying Sitong noticed something was wrong and said in surprise:
"Xia Yuan, you were originally left-handed?"

Xia Yuan drooled, rolled his eyes silently, and then spat out.

He wiped his face with a towel, and said lightly, "You just found out? You don't care about me too much."

"I……"

Ying Sitong opened her mouth, thinking why should I care about you?
"Have you forgotten? We're married, and we're still in a relationship. You shouldn't know me so superficially, only physically."

"This..." Ying Sitong swallowed silently.

I couldn't help thinking of his taste in my mind.

Yes.

Xia Yuan feels that without soul communication, he will always be afraid of being sucked blood, and Ying Sitong's dependence on him is probably only because his blood tastes good.

So there should be a deeper level of communication.

"Besides, didn't we make an appointment to call husband and wife." Xia Yuan said.

Ying Sitong stopped the toothbrush in her hand, silently looking at Xia Yuan in the mirror.

……

"Like a person, starting from the appearance, falling into the talent, loyal to the character, obsessed with the body, obsessed with the sound, drunk with affection.

To be together in this way is to marry love. "

After breakfast, Xia Yuan sat on the chair and reached out to hold Ying Sitong's hand at the other end of the table.

"I propose that we should get to know each other better."

Ying Sitong was slightly taken aback, but did not withdraw her hand.

She thought for a few seconds and thought what Xia Yuan said made sense.

"Indeed, soul compatibility is very important. I read online that the most important thing for two people to get to know each other is to get to know each other.

What the other person likes and what they dislike.

If we don't know these things, we are indeed too unqualified. "

Ying Sitong nodded seriously, "Once Auntie goes deep and asks a few more questions, we may expose the fake marriage."

"Yes." Xia Yuan agreed.

"Otherwise, let's try to do things that each other likes together, so that we can not only have a deeper understanding, but also enhance the memory, even if we are asked in the future, it will not be full of loopholes because of nothing." Ying Sitong suggested .

"Okay." Xia Yuan nodded.

"Then let's start with the things I like first." Ying Sitong stood up with a smile, showing two small canine teeth.

"do not."

Xia Yuan quickly blocked her mouth.

This guy knows what shit he's going to do when he pokes his ass.

What else would the blood race like to do besides letting him donate blood?
"Let's just do what I like."

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