"What's the matter?" Ming Luo stood beside Xiong Zhuangpeng, immersed in rubbing his ears.
Ye Zhihan quickly put away his intimidating aura. Seeing Mingluo's rosy face, he pretended to look out the window and said innocently, "I'm sleepy."
Ming Luo smiled brightly, dimples appearing on her face. She stumbled over to Ye Zhihan and skillfully took his arm. Before leaving, she turned around and said to Xiong Zhuangpeng, "Let's go to bed. Bye, little wolfdog!"
Xiong Zhuangpeng stared in amazement at the two people returning to their room together, thinking that their behavior was as intimate as that of a couple.
Wait, Xiong Zhuangpeng thought of a crucial principle species issue, he shouted at Ming Luo and Ye Zhihan's backs: "I'm not a wolfdog, I'm a bear!"
Mingluo waved his hand and smiled mischievously: "I know, little wolfdog!"
Ye Zhihan was very satisfied with Ming Luo's subsequent performance. After returning to the guest room, he looked down at the girl beside him, only to see that she was still smiling and holding his arm, with no intention of letting go.
"Ming Luo?" Ye Zhihan reminded her. She was so drunk after just a few glasses of wine. It seemed that her alcohol tolerance was indeed not very good.
"Ah?" Ming Luo looked up at Ye Zhihan. His baby face was particularly pink and tender, his small lips were as moist as cherries, and his dark eyes lacked their usual intelligence. Instead, they looked silly and naive, which was really cute.
"It's time to go to bed..." Ye Zhihan reminded him. In his opinion, although the two of them had already been in love, they were still unaffiliated and could not sleep together too early.
"Oh, okay!" After hearing this, Ming Luo jumped onto the bed like a puppy and buried his head in the quilt.
I have to say that the bed in the deluxe room is more spacious and softer, Mingluo just feels extremely comfortable.
"Hmm...it tastes good, worthy of being called Thousand Peach Wine!" Ming Luo made a toast gesture towards the air above the bed.
Then Mingluo noticed that Ye Zhihan was standing at the door like a shadowy guard, so he poked his round head out from under the quilt and reminded him, "Aren't we going to sleep soon? Why don't you come to sleep? Be careful or Mom will scold you!"
For a moment, Ye Zhihan felt as if an inexplicable fire in his body was ignited by the naive girl in front of him, but what did "Mom is talking about you" mean?
Ye Zhihan sat down beside the bed, tucked in the quilt for Mingluo and said softly, "Don't say this to anyone else."
"Okay, I'll only tell you and mom, hehe." Ming Luo smiled, revealing a small dimple. She kicked her arms and legs out of the quilt, revealing a part of her white arms and ankles, and said, "It's too thick, a little hot."
Ye Zhihan looked at Ming Luo's little hand that was suddenly thrown out, and stood up immediately. He took a deep breath, and his earlobes turned red. It seemed that this girl no longer treated him as a man.
However, it was fortunate that he was by her side, otherwise if other men saw her, Mingluo would definitely be bullied.
Ming Luo didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with her words and actions. Her head was dizzy and confused, and she only thought of the man in front of her who took good care of her as her own brother Ming Lei. They often took naps together when they were children, and their mother would come to inspect them!
"Why don't you come to sleep? I'm so sleepy. I won't wait for you!" Mingluo said and fell asleep.
After Ye Zhihan got up, he didn't dare to look at the girl who was sleeping crookedly on the bed. He went out through the window to enjoy the cool wind. He needed to calm down now.
The night wind was exceptionally cool, and the air was mixed with all sorts of urban smells. Seeing Xiong Zhuangpeng drinking alone on the roof, Ye Zhihan jumped up and sat not far from Xiong Zhuangpeng.
Xiong Zhuangpeng was drinking and admiring the moon. When he saw Ye Zhihan coming up, he teased, "I didn't expect you and your little wife have such a good relationship!"
"Yeah." Ye Zhihan walked silently to Xiong Zhuangpeng, picked up a pot of wine and drank it, without intending to refute Xiong Zhuangpeng's statement.
"Let me make it clear first that I have no improper thoughts about your little wife. She must have touched my ear because she was drunk." Xiong Zhuangpeng explained. Seeing Ye Zhihan's murderous look just now, he must have been jealous, but he really didn't mean it. Who could bear to refuse such a lovely girl who made a trivial request with expectant eyes?
"Yeah." Ye Zhihan responded coldly, just sitting on the roof drinking in the vast night.
"How did you find your little wife when you were so cold? Can you teach me some secrets?" Xiong Zhuangpeng asked curiously.
"I picked it up in the woods." Ye Zhihan recalled the scene when he first met Mingluo. She was being chased by a face-controlling spider, and her body was covered with scars. She looked so pitiful.
"Pictured her up!? You didn't raise her since she was a child, did you?" Xiong Zhuangpeng felt as if his three views had been overturned. He suspected that Ye Zhihan, an old demon, must have dug Ming Luo out of the woods and brought her home before she became a demon, and then took care of her day and night to help her grow into an outstanding plum tree demon.
Well, although raising a daughter-in-law is wonderful, it seems a bit bullying for an old cow to eat young grass.
"No." Ye Zhihan responded simply. He didn't know why, but he usually didn't want to have much contact with others, but he didn't dislike this bear.
"Just tell me, I also want to find a good wife." Xiong Zhuangpeng said aggrievedly.
"You have a fiancée." Ye Zhihan told the truth, but to Xiong Zhuangpeng it was like a bucket of cold water poured down unexpectedly. When he thought of the tigress Bai Qianqian, he sighed and started drinking again.
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When Mingluo woke up, it was already daybreak. She sat up from the bed with sleepy eyes, hazily recalling what she had done last night.
First, he was caught peeping at Ye Zhihan, then he drank, then he chatted with Brother Xiong, then he touched his ear, then he took Ye Zhihan back to the room, then he lay on the bed and asked Ye Zhihan to sleep with him!
"What on earth have I done?" Ming Luo raised her head in annoyance and lay down again. She really wanted to just lie there like a corpse all day long.
"What are you doing?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded beside Mingluo.
Ming Luo jumped up in shock. Could it be that Ye Zhihan was really sleeping with her? Her mind suddenly short-circuited, and she fell straight off the bed.
Fatty Tao rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, "Mingluo, are you okay?"
Ming Luo saw that it was Fatty who was sleeping next to him, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay, you scared me to death..."
Fat Peach flew over with great interest and circled Mingluo's head twice, saying maliciously, "Humph, usually only people who have done something wrong would be so timid."
Last night, Fat Peach was addicted to the wine. The whole peach was soaked in it to absorb the delicious wine. When Ye Zhihan found it, it had become swollen and looked drunk.
So Ye Zhihan directly put it in Mingluo's room to prevent it from sleeping outside and causing any accidents.
Ye Zhihan stayed on the roof all night and only took a nap for two hours.
"No...no!" Ming Luo denied it flatly and hurried to wash up.
Why is Fat Peach so sensitive in these blushing and heart-pounding aspects? It's really confusing.
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