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

Chapter 88 88. Why can't I get in touch with this context?
"I feel so big." (I feel like I'm going to have a big tongue.)
Ying Sitong, who was liberated, rubbed his sore chin with his hands. For some reason, he always felt that his tongue was not like his own.

Inexplicably, there is something strange in the mouth, and I want to swallow it but I can't swallow it. This feeling is probably similar to the feeling that my legs are not as numb as my own after sitting for a long time, and my body is attached to someone else's lap.

Or after the right arm pad is numb due to poor sleeping posture, not to mention, it's like sleeping with a male ticket's hand.

In short, this is probably the distressing feeling of being used to pleasing yourself after being single for a long time?
Xia Yuan glared at her angrily, "Let's see if you still dare to lick casually in the future?"

"Aren't I afraid of wasting it?" Ying Sitong pouted, "They are the most precious things in your body..."

I see you are just hungry.

Xia Yuan sighed, silently picked a bougainvillea from the corner of the wall and walked into the room.

"It's a beautiful flower, why are you pinching it?" Ying Sitong said dissatisfied.

"This climbing plant grows densely and blocks the sun, so it needs to be pruned sooner or later."

He turned back and closed the balcony door, turning around.

"Besides, there are flowers that can be broken straight and need to be broken, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon, this is..."

How do I feel that I have heard this sentence somewhere, but Xia Yuan suddenly couldn't remember it for a while.

"Ok."

Ying Sitong didn't care too much, sat on the bed by herself, looked at Jiang Xiaoling, "Sister Ling, would you like some chocolate? A kid gave it to me on the set today."

While talking, she took out a piece of chocolate from the down jacket and handed it to Jiang Xiaoling.

"Oh."

Jiang Xiaoling silently nodded and took it from her.

She frowned, always feeling as if she had forgotten something important...

The three of them have lived together for a long time, and everyone gets along quite naturally like a family, so when did Jiang Xiaoling come and why did he come?Ying Sitong didn't find it strange either.

"Ah, the phone is dead."

Ying Sitong patted the phone, looking depressed.

is not that right?

If you think about it, the power supply equipment on the set supplies all kinds of equipment, lights... Where do you get a spare socket to charge you? It's normal for the smartphone to run out of power after a day.

Now is no longer the Nokia era where charging for 5 minutes and standby for 30 days.

Xia Yuan silently sat down on the other side of the bed and charged his mobile phone.

It was at this time that Jiang Xiaoling suddenly slapped his forehead when he saw them take out their mobile phones.

"I finally remembered."

She picked up the phone and looked at it, perhaps because Zhang Shiting couldn't wait, so she hung up the phone a long time ago.

Jiang Xiaoling hastily broadcasted one back to her.

Ying Sitong was lying on the bed, looking at the phone battery, and muttering to himself, "Unfortunate, a host's phone is out of battery, just like a soldier on the battlefield without bullets in his gun——

dying……"

Two seconds later, the screen of Ying Sitong's phone was still black.

"Strange, why does it feel like the phone is broken and can't be charged?"

"Hello, auntie," Jiang Xiaoling had already connected to Zhang Shiting's call.

"Are they done?" Zhang Shiting asked weakly.

"Well, they are now..." Jiang Xiaoling held the phone and looked back.

Ying Sitong was fiddling with her mobile phone, because she couldn't charge it, and felt that she was in a bad mood.

"Ouch, I'm dying..."

"It's just a little thing, let me help you look at it." Xia Yuan said, propped himself up from the bed and crawled to her side, "Have you plugged in the tail plug yet?"

"It's plugged in." Ying Sitong moved the power cord, "Look, it's quite tight."

"Then let me see the plug."

As Xia Yuan spoke, he crawled along the wire to the socket at the head of the bed.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaoling quickly replied to Zhang Shiting, "They are getting a plug right now, and Sitong's cell phone is out of battery."

"Oh..." Auntie's tone sounded like a long sigh of relief.

"Then I'll give them the phone?"

Jiang Xiaoling took two steps forward and handed the phone to Xia Yuan.

But Xia Yuan was busy investigating the reason and didn't notice her.

"Look, the plug is loose."

"really?"

Xia Yuan firmly connected the plug-in cable, and Ying Sitong's phone immediately vibrated to remind her of charging.

"There is."

"Isn't that all right?" Xia Yuan pouted.

Ying Sitong lay down on the bed and looked at her mobile phone, "Ah, I thought I was going to die, but now I'm finally alive."

Is your life too cheap?

Xia Yuan shook his head, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the Bougainvillea on the bedside, so he took it to Ying Sitong's side on a whim.

"Xia..." Jiang Xiaoling yelled, but didn't interrupt from the beginning to the end.

"what?"

Noticing the tall figure in front of him, Ying Sitong silently raised his head and looked at Xia Yuan with puzzled eyes.

Xia Yuan smiled slightly, and held up the bougainvillea in his hand.

"A beauty is like a flower, I'll insert it for you."

"Well……"

Ying Sitong blushed slightly, glanced at Jiang Xiaoling in the room, a little embarrassed, "Sister Ling is still here."

"What are you afraid of? We didn't do anything."

Xia Yuan leaned down and put the bougainvillea on her hair.

Ying Sitong froze for a moment, bit her lower lip lightly and shook her head.

"Don't move, what if you wear it crooked later?"

"No, you make me look ugly."

"Wait a moment."

On the other end of the phone where none of the three noticed, Zhang Shiting's eyes were dull and her mind was blank.

The plug is loose, and it looks good...how can I not get in touch with this context?
"Xiao Ling, are you sure they are messing with the plug?"

At this moment, Ying Sitong raised the phone and looked at it as a mirror, then silently pulled the bougainvillea off her head.

"No, I'm going to plug it in for you to see if it's ugly or not."

"No."

Xia Yuan shook his head like a rattle and took a step back.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and played a chasing game in the room, with endless laughter.

……

"Oh, we were playing flower arrangement just now."

After Xia Yuan's explanation, Zhang Shiting finally understood.

"Otherwise what do you think it is?"

"I..." Zhang Shiting was blocked for a moment, didn't come up at a stretch, and coughed a few times over there, "Of course I thought you were arranging flowers, I couldn't get through to you before, obviously the phone was out of battery and I was trying to get a plug .”

"Well, that's it." Xia Yuan pouted, "So what do you want from us?"

"Aren't you going to be filming in northern Xinjiang?" Zhang Shiting said flatteringly, "Can you bring some gifts for my aunt when you come back?"

"Sure," Xia Yuan nodded, "Do you want mutton skewers or sliced ​​cakes?"

"..."

"Otherwise flower hats and caterpillar fungus?"

"I'm so..." Auntie suppressed the anger in her heart and said with a pleasant face, "Can you help me get some autographed photos of Feng Yuyan?"

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