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

Chapter 75 75. I'm Going to Cook a Bowl of Noodles
"Your aunt has a really good memory."

Ying Sitong sat on the quilt, looking at the lonely pillow with a melancholy expression.

Ever since Zhang Shiting visited the house once, she remembered Ying Sitong's habit of not sleeping on pillows.

In order to take care of her feelings, Zhang Shiting also thoughtfully left only one pillow for them.

"How do you sleep with only one pillow?"

"It's not the first time anyway."

Xia Yuan patted the pillow and placed it in the middle.

The pillows were fluffy and comfortable, and smelled like roasted mites from the sun in the morning.

He changed into his pajamas, leaned against the pillow, and then patted the cushion beside him with his right hand to signal Ying Sitong to come over.

Ying Sitong's face turned reddish.

Then crawled over like a kitten.

She knelt down in front of Xia Yuan and looked at him silently.

Xia Yuan glanced at her and patted himself on the shoulder lightly.

"Um……"

Ying Sitong's fair cheeks were flushed, she lowered her chin, and brushed her hair to the base of her ears.

Then curled up into Xia Yuan's arms like a kitten.

She heard Xia Yuan's heartbeat, like a rumbling drum.

At the beginning of the new year, there was the sound of fireworks being set off outside.

But nothing compares to the sound of this drum.

bang.

bang.

Deafening.

Like a speeding train.

It hit the rails and made the sound of what's more.

Xia Yuan gently squeezed her palm, and rubbed the tip of her nose against Ying Sitong's hair.

The blood race in winter is really both cold and warm.

After a while, the sound of clothes rubbing against the wall came from the next door.

It was obvious that my aunt was eavesdropping with her ear against the wall.

Ying Sitong pricked up her ears and looked at Xia Yuan with a frown.

"Did you bring your computer today?"

"No."

"Then how?"

"I have a cell phone."

Xia Yuan chuckled and started playing the video.

The video is [Beautiful anchor of eating and broadcasting leads you to taste delicious food]

"What the hell?" Ying Sitong stared wide-eyed in surprise, "Is this all right?"

"You don't understand, you will know when I release it."

What Xia Yuan played was a normal eating and broadcasting video, and there was no discordant factor.

On the screen is a video of eating and broadcasting by female anchor M Qinmo.

She was sitting in a shop of Hunan rice noodles. On the table was a large bowl of Hunan rice noodles, spicy, egg, meat, and ham.

M Qinmo picked up one of the fried beans with chopsticks and held it in front of the camera.

"This Doudou is the most delicious, I'll try one first."

Boom.

"Yeah..." M Qinmo gave a thumbs up in front of the camera, "It smells so good."

"This is the next one..." M Qinmo picked up a piece of rice noodles with chopsticks, "Q and playing so well!"

"It looks like a lot, but I'm sure I can finish it."

M Qinmo started her eating and broadcasting process.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

As she ate the powder, she let out a heavy panting sound.

It was heart-pounding.

After finishing a bowl of rice noodles, it was spicy and hot.

M Qinmo was so hot that she fanned her mouth with her hands.

"Oh, no, no, no."

"What I need most now is water!"

"Water, water!"

She hurriedly picked up the mineral water on the table and gulped it down.

"Ah~ cool~"

This is one such video.

The entire video is about 5 minutes long.

After hearing this, the aunt next door nodded with satisfaction and fell asleep peacefully.

Xia Yuan turned off his phone, and raised his chin triumphantly. Compared with shooting anchors, the video time of eating and broadcasting anchors is relatively long.

Ying Sitong was dumbfounded.

"Is this all right?"

"You don't understand, you can make a lot of money with your voice." Xia Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Did you know? You can gain a lot of fans by rubbing the microphone."

"What the hell?"

Ying Sitong didn't believe this evil, so Xia Yuan showed her a video of Xuantutu.

The hostess is pretty good looking.

She was wearing a pair of plastic gloves for washing dishes, holding a pure metal-colored super-powerful microphone for broadcasting in her hands, and then turned the volume to the maximum.

Two gloves covered the microphone, and then rubbed it carefully.

Because of the high volume, even the slightest friction can be heard clearly.

Cha Cha Cha Cha...

It was like there was an ant lying on my heart, stirring constantly.

After a while, the hostess began to pinch the plastic bubbles used to hold goods against collisions.

crackle crackle...

"Isn't it? That's okay too?" Ying Sitong felt that her world had been turned upside down.

"This is called Jian Wei Zhi Zhu!" Xia Yuan played another video for her.

It is the animal world explained by Mr. Zhao.

"Spring is here, and it's time to reproduce.

With the advent of the wet season, there was a torrential rain on the dry land, and everything began to be restless. "

The picture features a close-up scene of rainwater hitting the green leaves.

Slow playback.

The sound of rain is clearly audible, pattering (xī xī lì lì).

Xia Yuan raised his head, stared into Ying Sitong's eyes, and smiled slightly.

"We don't understand the beauty of nature, but when you listen quietly, you realize that the sound of a grass swaying, a flower blooming, and a drop of rain breaking are all so shocking after amplification. .”

Ying Sitong didn't speak, but crawled on his shoulders, and followed Xia Yuan to listen to the sound of rain falling.

Just at this time, a light rain began to fall in the night sky at the right time.

Round and smooth raindrops fell from the sky, hitting the ground, the roof, and the window sills...

Different voices are intertwined.

But it was the sound of rain.

Like a beautiful lover, whispering the love in your heart in your ear.

Ying Sitong listened to the sound of rain outside the window, her heart was at peace.

In the darkness, she silently rubbed Xia Yuan's shoulder, and moved her head closer to him.

Xia Yuan was slightly taken aback.

The pleasant scent of Ying Sitong's body came from beside his nose.

When he lowered his head, there was a sudden movement in his heart.

Ying Sitong's lips were slightly parted, the lip line was full and three-dimensional, and her face was pure and innocent.

Like the white moonlight outside the house.

"You wouldn't be..."

Could it be that he is hungry now and wants to take the opportunity to suck his blood?Bar?

"Hush..." Ying Sitong smiled, with tenderness in her eyes.

"Wait a minute." Xia Yuan covered her face with his hands.

"Why?" Ying Sitong sat up covering her face.

"I'm hungry, let's cook a bowl of noodles first."

Xia Yuan rolled over and stepped on the ground with a grunt, then looked back at her.

"Do you want to eat?"

"Humph."

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