Cousin fierce

After eating, Shu Jie leaned back on the chair and said, "You come here, rice bucket."

Fan Tongtong listened to the tone of the words, she seemed to have something to say, and it was a very serious matter, so she hurriedly packed all the dishes and chopsticks, put them in the sink, ran back, sat opposite, put her hands on the On the knee, be obedient.

No matter whether it is your own fault or not, you should have a good attitude. If you have a good attitude, the other party will have a better chance of forgiving you.This principle of life was taught in elementary school.

Shu Jie leaned forward, approached Fan Tongtong, and waved to him.

Fan Tongtong also leaned forward, leaning his head forward, and as soon as he got close to Shu Jie, a slender hand came towards her ear, quickly grabbed her ear, pinched it with his thumb and index finger, and then turned ninety degrees clockwise. Spend.

"Oh!..." Pain!Fan Tongtong didn't know what he did wrong to be tortured, his head was turned to follow the hand, and his neck was almost broken.

"Shu Jie, what did I do wrong?" Fan Tongtong asked almost in tears.

Shu Jie's anger suddenly reached its peak, she endured it just now, because she was afraid that it would affect the quality of her meal, and all time can be discussed, that is, she should not be angry when eating.After eating, take a breath, and concentrate on breathing.

Angry Fan Tongtong, why didn't he think it through.

"What did I do wrong?" Shu Jie let go, Fan Tongtong covered her ears and said aggrievedly.

"Chuáng." Shu Jie pointed at the chuáng and said.

"Chuáng is not wrong!" Fan Tongtong blinked.

"Put the chuáng in the living room!"

"..." Fan Tongtong blinked fiercely, and finally said, "I was wrong."

Chapter 18

18.

Before taking a bath, Shu Jie asked Fan Tongtong to dismantle the bed that occupied most of the open space in the living room, then moved it into the bedroom, and reassembled it. Fan Tongtong squatted in the bed and nodded.Now she will start to struggle with how to disassemble the window.This thing is easy to put together, but difficult to take apart. Because I am not familiar with it, I am afraid that I will make a mistake in the order. As soon as I took it apart, the whole bed fell apart.

Fan Tongtong, who was extremely poor in science, once again struggled with the instruction manual.

When Shu Jie came out after taking a shower, she found that the bed had not been dismantled, but even the bed boards had been put on. Fan Tongtong spread out the mat, put the pair of traditional Chinese medicine pillows on the bed, and gathered all the waste paper on the floor. One box is going to sell waste paper to sell.

"What's going on?" Shu Jie asked Fan Tongtong.

Fan Tongtong took Shu Jie's hand and told her to lie down.

Shu Jie couldn't support herself for a while, so she fell on Fan Tongtong's body. Fan Tongtong also asked for hardship and suffered on her own. She was pressed by Shu Jie, causing her chest pain.

Shu Jie lay flat and wanted to get up, but Fan Tongtong reached out to stop her.

Shu Jie followed her wishes and lay down first to see what she had to say.

Fan Tongtong crossed his hands behind his head, closed his eyes, and said happily, "How does it feel to lie on my bed?"

"Half of this bed is mine." Shu Jie said.

"I bought it with my money, although it was borrowed from you."

"I own half of the shares."

"Okay, this is our chuáng."

The mat was newly disassembled, and the bitter taste of the grass was particularly strong. The pillow was filled with Chinese medicine. The smell of the medicine surrounded the head and rushed into the nose. There was a rustling sound in the ear, and the chopped Chinese medicine stuffing in the pillow was rubbing .

That bed, that pillow, seemed to have a magical power, exuding a lazy smell, making Shu Jie feel sleepy.

Tiredness enveloped Shu Jie's whole body like black smoke, she seemed to see the shadow of sleep crawling up her body, her eyelids drooping.

Fan Tongtong whispered in her ear how happy he was to have a bed of his own, but the sound was indistinct when it entered her ears.

Shu Jie closed her eyes, and fell into a complete sleep as soon as she closed them.

She is so tired.I didn't sleep all night, and I was busy all day.

She has many things to do, including work, and a 1.7-meter-high big trouble named Fan Tongtong.

Obviously a kindergarten teacher who takes care of children, but behaves like a child.

She doesn't think about the consequences when she does things, but there is no way to talk about her, because she is just stupid.To be so stupid is a kind of happiness.

Because the pain is for the sober and wise to bear.

Shu Jie scolded Fan Tongtong, curled up her hands and feet, and returned to her familiar sleeping position.

Fan Tongtong talked for a long time with her hands behind her head and her eyes closed, but the people next to her didn't respond, they didn't say anything sarcastic, let alone hit her.

This phenomenon is strange enough.

I went to look, but it turned out that she was asleep.

After Shu Jie took a shower, the ends of her hair were wet, and her pajamas with suspenders showed her fair arms and shoulders. Under the light, it looked like the skin of those models who made shower gel in the commercials.

It's just that those people were made by lights, and Shu Jie's is by my side so I can touch and experiment with my own hands.

Fan Tongtong found that his eyes were fixed on the round arm and refused to move away, so he forcibly moved his face away, and after a while, his eyes would still slip there.

Turning around and imitating Shu Jie's posture to lie down, Fan Tongtong has long arms and long legs, making her sleep uncomfortable, her legs are bent, and Shu Jie's sleeping face is in front of her.

Fan Tongtong smiled and drew a dotted line on the obvious folds of the mat between the two of them, and said, "This is your chuáng, and this is mine. All right. Go to sleep. Good night, cousin Shujie." Kiss. ​​Left or right? Forehead or face? If you don’t talk, you want it.” Fan Tongtong took advantage of Shu Jie’s sleep and couldn’t talk to him, so he directed and acted, talking to himself.