"Daddy, Mommy, didn't you fight?"

Originally two people glued together, heard their daughter's sweet voice, as if they were acupointd, and kept a stiff posture, forgetting to separate for a while.

"Don't see, don't see, I don't see anything, mom and Dad, you go on, go on!" The little girl ran over with her eyes covered and smiles narrowed.

But after the two people who were frozen together looked at each other, sun Zhenzhen sat up in panic, and some bad person's mouth corner caught a triumphant smile, which was almost beautiful.

Sun Zhenzhen glared at him, ran directly into the bathroom, brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth again and again, hoping to swallow some disinfectant.

I don't know how many times I brush, how many times I rinse, and my teeth are numb. She is unwilling to open the bathroom door.

When she opened the door, a tall figure like a wall shrouded her in a cool gesture. One word was not flat, and two words were not flat.

"Why?" Sun Zhenzhen's eyes are full of vigilance and vigilance, just like watching the spread of virus.

"It's OK ~" I picked up my eyebrows at her, and then got out of the way and shouted, "sure!"

Sun Zhenzhen was startled by his sudden shout, and looked at the door with a silent face after a shiver.

The bed full of roses, almost occupied all her bedrooms, even a foot can not be found.

"Are you crazy?" Sun Zhenzhen frowned fiercely, his face was unhappy.

She thought she would be ok if she didn't eat his suit. Who could have thought that this guy was so ungrateful and brought the flowers from the trunk to her room.

"Do you like it?" No matter her face is about to break, Yang Yilin asks.

"I like you big head ghost, let someone get it for me!" Sun Zhenzhen's response was very big. It seemed that he could beat him fat if he said more words.

"What's the matter, don't you like it?" Yang Yilin's face is muddled. Don't girls like flowers? She doesn't seem to like flowers at all.

"I'm allergic to flowers!" Sun Zhenzhen said, and began to scratch his cheek.

"Ah?" Yang Yilin is a little silly, "how can anyone be allergic to the fragrance of flowers?"

"Don't talk nonsense, get it for me!"

Her hypersensitivity to the fragrance of flowers is actually slight. One flower and two won't have a big reaction, but they can't stand the fact that the local tyrants have the money to buy a room at once, even if her resistance is no better.

"Well, I'll send someone to get it right away. You Why don't you go out first... " Yang Yilin knew that he had made a big mistake. His attitude at the moment was a little bit better.

Sun Zhen looked at the way to the bedroom door, which had been blocked by flowers. He didn't have a good airway: "do you think you can go out?"

Following her eyes, Yang Yilin looked toward the door and said angrily, "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"Big brother, can you stop talking nonsense? Let the flowers go! " Obviously, sun Zhenzhen's patience has reached the limit.

"Good, or you can go back to the bathroom and hide." Yang Yilin didn't know what Huaxiang allergy was like. He thought it would be so serious that he would disfigure his face, so he was very nervous.

Sun Zhenzhen gave him a bad look, turned around and walked into the bathroom. When he was about to close the door, he saw Yang Yilin puckering his ass and forcibly moving the flowers that were blocking the doo

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