"Come and take a shower, go to bed early." Huang Ling is concerned about his body can not afford.

However, in the ear of the pastoral, his thoughts are far from the idea of ​​Huang Ling.

He looked at Huang Ling deeply: "Huang Ling, sorry, I want to sleep in the room tonight."

Huang Ling had long guessed that he would not sleep with himself, so her reaction was unexpectedly calm.

She glanced at her eyes and looked at her with her husband: "Would you be wronged if you live in a room? It is better to live in a room than to stay in the master bedroom."

Mugu's lips: "The rooms and the master bedroom are almost the same, and there is no grievance."

"Shemu, you don't have to apologize to me. Actually, I am not prepared." Huang Ling smiled calmly.

When she was listening to the ancients, the deep dawn flashed.

He reached out and gently licked Huang Ling's head. "Then we will get along this way for the time being."

Huang Ling smiled: "Okay, just... If the servant knows that we are sleeping in a room, will we make irresponsible remarks?"

At least, she will look down on her and say she is gossip.

Mugu's lips: "No, after the servant gets off work, he is not allowed to enter my main building, and this bedroom, only Fu Shu can come in and clean."

Huang Ling listened and relaxed.

She picked up a book and smiled at Shepherd: "This book is pretty good. Since we sleep in a different bedroom, you will go back to the study. I want to read a book quietly."

"Good." Mugu appreciates Huang Ling's refreshment.

After she went out, Huang Ling went back to the bedroom to find a set of pajamas. After taking a shower, she lay in bed.

This bed is really soft and comfortable to lie down.

Just, such a comfortable bed, she could not sleep at night.

Like her, she stayed up all night, and there was Mobson in the L-day Scorpio.

Very strange, he also lost sleep tonight, his hands under his head, his eyes wide open, staring deeply at the ceiling.

The brain is murky. He doesn't know what he is thinking, why he is insomnia...

******

Song Wuxi holds Xiaobao down the stairs.

Song sister saw her and smiled strangely: "Mrs. Give me Xiaobao, go in for breakfast. Today's breakfast is very rich."

"You prepare a very rich breakfast for me every day."

"Today is prepared by Gu Shao, don't let me into the kitchen." Song sister hugged the child.

Song Wu worry, Ying Ying smiled, after giving the child to Song sister, she walked into the restaurant.

Gu Yuzheng went to the top of the table early.

Bacon, love eggs, shredded cakes, lily lotus porridge, fruit salad, corn snacks...

It is early enough to be nutritious enough.

"Wake up?" Gu Yu tied the apron and brought a piece of fried noodles. He saw Song Wuzhe coming in. He smiled and said: "Sit down and eat, my husband specially prepared for you."

Song Wuxi nodded, sat down, and looked at Gu Yu with his eyes straight. "Auntie, you look like an apron, and you are very handsome."

"Long handsome, handsome without wearing clothes, let alone an apron." Gu Yu brought a bowl of porridge to her, Wen Sheng said: "Lianzi porridge, nourish the stomach."

Song Wuyou looked at the porridge that was not bad, sweet smile, "Thank you husband."

After Gu Yu gave himself a bowl, he sat down in front of Song Wushou. "Let's eat more, you have recently lost more than a little."

Song Wuxiao smiled, not thinking of you every day.

Song Wuyou sipped porridge and looked at Gu Yu slyly. "There is no good food that Song sister has done. Why don't you give it to Song Sister? Do you want to cook yourself?"