Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

With these words, everyone on the playground is boiling. You look at me and I look at you. We are discussing this camping activity with each other.

"Headmaster, what does this camping activity mean? It's not too early now. How late can it end? " Some parents asked in doubt.

The headmaster stretched out his hands: "don't worry, listen to me. Our camping activity is very simple. It starts at the beginning, and it can end immediately if we want to end it. It depends on the parents!"

"What do you mean?"

"In the back mountain of the school, we put a lot of tents, no matter at the foot of the mountain, on the hillside or on the top of the mountain. Whoever grabs them first can fall asleep. When I light this bonfire, we can set out to the back mountain! " The principal said and clapped his hands. The lights all went out in an instant. He held a torch in his hand and lit the campfire

Feng xiaobad blinked: "Mommy, so are we going to sleep in the tent tonight?"

"It seems so." Shallow Xi says, turned head to see a South Temple absolute: "really embarrassed, still want to pull you to sleep together tent."

He said flatly, "it doesn't matter. I'm still looking forward to it. "

"It's a big fire, Mommy. It's cold at night. Let's bake it first." The wind is small and bad, squatting by the campfire.

"Yes, don't waste such a big flame."

Two mother and son squatted beside the campfire, pitifully reached out to bake the fire.

After a while, Mr. Song rubbed his hands and came over: "Xiao bad, mother Feng, what are you doing here?"

"Fire! Mr. Song, do you have any sweet potatoes? If you get one to test roast, it must be original ecology and taste. " Wind shallow Xi eyes light said, did not eat at night, said she was a little hungry.

"There is no sweet potato, but you've been baking here. If you don't rob the tent, there will be no tent soon." Mr. Song said.

Small bad crooked head: "isn't the tent arranged by the school calculated according to the head?"

"That's right, but the tents at the foot of the mountain have been robbed. Those without tents can only walk up the mountain. Although the mountain is not high, it will take at least two or three hours to get to the top of the mountain. Unfortunately, it will take at least two or three hours to find the tents at the top of the mountain."

Mr. Song's words are enough to make two people messy in the wind.

Nangong Jue stood aside and lit the fire. He took a puff of smoke and puffed out the smoke. He took a cold look at Feng's mother and son.

"I'm tired. I'll go to bed first. Go and find the tent." Mr. Song patted his mouth and left with a stretch.

"Mommy, what should I do?" Xiao bad turned his head and looked at Qian Xi.

Shallow Xi turns to see to South Temple absolute: "how to do?"

He smokes and spits out smoke clouds. There is no one else in the dark playground except these three people. Everyone has already left with a roar.

But there is no place to sleep if we don't go to the tent. Three people have to go on the road. They are in a mess. There are many tents around, but there are people.

The more you go up the mountain, the less tents you have.

Two mother and son tired like a dog climbed to the top of the mountain, the last tent!! Hurry to set up the tent. There are all kinds of things here. There is no shortage of pillows and quilts. And there's some fast food.

Xiao bad was so tired that he climbed into the tent and went to sleep under the quilt.

But what makes people difficult is why there is only one tent! At least a sleeping bag is good! Is sleeping in the same tent with him equivalent to sleeping in the same bed?

The wind on the top of the mountain is much stronger than expected. It's 11 or 2 o'clock in the middle of the night now. Qian Xi is standing outside the tent and really wants to find a cigarette to smoke.

"Don't you go in and sleep?" Nangong Jue came over. In the dark, he couldn't see him clearly. He could only see the outline of his face clearly.

The night was cool, and he felt even cooler.

"I want to blow, blow, go to bed first." Shallow Xi is hard to stir up smile to say, she always can't say is mind everybody sleep under a quilt. Had to say so perfunctorily.

He raised his hand and touched her face: "I guess."

"Guess what?"

Big hand stroked her face upward, to her hair: "you will not think, if you go in, you will sleep together, you are afraid of what I do to you."

As he said this, his fingers opened the hair band on her horse's tail, and his long black hair fell down like a waterfall. He held the blue ribbon in his hand and kissed it with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

Asahi is stiff in the wind. When the wind blows her hair, she is dull. Her words still reverberate in her ears. Even in the dark, she can clearly feel Nangong Jue's smile at this time.

Being guessed, she subconsciously wanted to avoid more, and then stammered: "who, who said it! I'm just a little hot. I want to blow outside. "

"Oh? Well, it seems that I think too much. You are really hot and sweating He raised his hand again and touched the cold sweat on her forehead.

Shallow Xi swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "I am not tired, the spirit is particularly good, want to enjoy the night view of the top of the mountain first!" She looked into the distance with her eyes: "look, what a beautiful night scene."

The South Temple absolute number followed her Mou Guang to see in the past, a black press, what all can't see. Not to mention the scenery, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "yes, what a beautiful night scene."

Can he see it? Why talk to her? Or his eyesight is really good, in this dark place can also see what night scene.

Silence, lying guilty can only let her fall into endless silence.

He patted her on the shoulder: "then you continue to see, I'm tired, go to bed first, and come to rest early!" With that, he went into the tent without looking back.

She was left alone outside to blow the cold wind.

This time she was a complete fool. This time she was a real fool. She sat on the stone beside the tent, picked up a branch and scribbled on the ground.

Night view? Look at a P! I can't see anything.

The cold wind blows and blows, which makes her face full of tears. She is full of sad tears. Won't she blow the cold wind all night today? That's too painful.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

Heaven seems to deliberately torture her, shallow Xi can only hold his hands together, put himself into a ball, patience, as long as endure to Nangong Jue fell asleep.

Time goes by little. I don't know how long it's gone. About half an hour, or an hour, she's sleepy. Today, she's been tired all day. It's hard for her to have time to rest in the afternoon, but she's stopped by the great devil. Now, he's sleeping inside, but she's outside... Ah