Wife stand at attention

Chapter 312 You Are Not Tired, It Is Tired (2)
The sound of the water stopped, the shower head was turned off, and through the hazy glass door, one could vaguely see a figure leaning against the wall and looking at her sideways.

"Ah——" Yang Yi screamed, subconsciously trying to wrap herself in a bath towel, but found that there was no bath towel in the glass room.So, he covered it with one hand and covered it with the other, and looked at the man outside with wide eyes in panic, "Master Kang, Madam is taking a bath, please stay away for now."

After the panic, Yang Xiaoguai turned around, leaving Mr. Kang with a hazy back, and said confidently.

Mr. Kang is naturally not such an obedient person, how could it be possible that Yang Xiaoguai told him to go out, and he would go.The arms around the chest were loosened one by one, and the door was pulled open again, and the glass door was pulled open.As soon as the whole person squeezed, the small glass room became crowded instantly.

"Ma'am, I don't mind taking a bath together for my husband." Master Kang's undressing speed is as fast as his cross-country with a heavy load, which is unusually fast.The moment he spoke, he had already treated himself and Yang Xiaoguai honestly.

"Master Kang, you don't mind, Madam, I mind!" Yang Xiaoguai pushed him with both hands, trying to push him out of the glass room.However, Master Kang is tall and strong, so how can Miss Yang be able to push him?Furthermore, the glass door is closed at this moment, how could Yang Xiaoguai push him out?So, Yang Xiaoguai's actions, no matter how you look at it, seem to be refusal and welcome.

Of course, Yang Xiaoguai's mindfulness and resistance are of no use to Mr. Kang, and the result can be imagined. After Yang Xiaoguai was thrown down and eaten, Mr. Kang hugged him refreshedly and blushed. Yang Xiaoguai went out of the bathroom to go back to the room.

Kang Qiao was wearing a brown nightgown, and Yang Xiaoguai was also wrapped in a thick brown nightgown, lying flat on the bed.Her hair was wet and still dripping water. Cambridge got the remote control to increase the temperature by two degrees, and took a dry towel aside to wipe her wet hair.

Yang Yi enjoyed his service very much, stretched out her hand and pulled the quilt to cover her body, shrunk her body and burrowed into his body.There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, well, Mr. Kang is not so wise and powerful, at least he forgot one thing just now.The corners of his eyes slanted towards the drawer of the bedside table. He didn't wear a small umbrella, he didn't wear a small umbrella.

Holding the hair dryer in one hand, Kang Qiao pulled the corner of her lips with the other: "Yang Xiaoguai, why are you giggling out of nowhere?"

Looking straight up at him, he smiled at him, pointed to his wet hair: "Master Kang, this is your task."

Kang Qiao pursed her lips and smiled, blowing her wet hair while asking, "Little boy, where do you want to go?"

Kang Qiao's voice was not very loud, and coupled with the sound of the hair dryer, Yang Xiaoguai didn't hear his voice at all.I saw her closing her eyes and resting her mind.Her breathing is very even, there is a slight smile on the corner of her lips, and an indelible expression of happiness on her face.

Seeing that she was asleep, Cambridge didn't bother her anymore, and continued to dry her wet hair with a hair dryer, his heart was full of happiness.

The night is long, the evening breeze is blowing outside the window, and the house is warm.

February 2, Valentine's Day.

At five o'clock, Yang Liu habitually opened his eyes.

Suddenly!

A carp sat up straight, what's the matter?
Is this her room?Is this her home?Why did she feel like she had completely changed places as soon as she opened her eyes?She clearly remembered that she went home yesterday and came down after having dinner at Comrade Yang Yi's house upstairs.She slept in her own room, in her own bed.

But...but...why, now she can't find the slightest feeling that this is her room, her bed?The only thing that made her feel familiar was the ceiling above her head, which was still white.

On the ground, there were all kinds of petals, and on top of the petals was a pure white wedding dress, floating like a cloud above the colorful rainbow made of petals, and the long veil went straight to her single.The bed sheet was no longer the same sheet she slept on yesterday, but changed to a bed sheet of this roland-colored yarn.On the pure white wall, two concentrics were sprayed with vermilion paint, and in the middle of the concentrics was an extremely beautiful blue enchantress.

Oh my God!
When did she shift shape?Did you sleep in someone else's room?
The curtains were opened at some point, and the street lights outside the window were still on. A man was standing by the window, holding a goblet with red wine in his hand, looking at her with a smile on his face.

Who else is this man besides Ran Xi?

A sky-white shirt with diagonal stripes, a dark black suit, and a pair of men's wool slippers from who knows where. Seeing the carp, Yang Liu sat upright and raised the goblet in his hand. , a very magnetic and honest voice sounded: "Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

As his voice sounded, Little Wicker suddenly woke up, blinked his eyes heavily, opened his mouth in surprise, and looked at him with unbelievable eyes: "You stunned me and shifted the position ?”

Other than that, she really couldn't think of a second possibility.Besides, just relying on her sensitive reaction like a military dog, how could it be possible for someone to sneak into her house and do so many tricks in her room, and she would have no reaction and no idea?impossible things!Therefore, the only explanation is that he stunned her and moved her while she was asleep.

Ran Xi looked around the room, walked towards her with small steps, sat down on the edge of the bed, looked directly at Little Wicker, pursed her lips and smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth: "Little Wicker, you are so unusually dull. What are you doing today? day?"

Little Willow shook his head in a daze.

The boss was helpless, put down the goblet in his hand and reminded: "What's the date today?"

Little Wicker turned her eyes to the calendar on the wall, but the calendar was nowhere to be seen, and then she remembered that someone had moved her position, and this was not her home.He lowered his head and thought about it, then raised his head and answered, "February 2."

After answering, I was still at a loss. Is there anything special about February 2?As for him wanting to engage in such a big show?
Today is not her and Comrade Yang Yi's birthday, could it be his birthday today?
No, it seems that his birthday is not February 2.What day is it?
Little Wicker thought hard but couldn't figure out what day it was.No way, Comrade Yang Liu of the People's Liberation Army who has never celebrated Valentine's Day and never knows what love is, only remembers five important days a year: 1. My mother's life and death taboo. 2. Her and Comrade Yang Yi's birthday. 3. August 4st Army Day. 5. The National Day of the Eleventh. [-]. Ching Ming Festival.

So, at this moment, she didn't react at all in her mind, and she didn't receive the message of Valentine's Day on February 2.

(End of this chapter)