Many girls have the habit of sleeping about holding something. Lee has been to Han Yingai's room and has a cute pillow, but there is no one here.

Li Rong also couldn't let him hold his hand to sleep all night. Li Rong looked at her and closed her eyes, her eyebrows bent as if she were going to sleep beautifully. So sleepy? "

"So what do you want to do?" Han Yingai suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Li Dawei with a jealous and suspicious look: "You just touched me again and you shouldn't do anything else."

"You ..." Li Zhilai found that Han Yingai was very good at hitting a target ... No, it should be said that she was very good at treating good intentions as donkeys and lungs. "You don't want to think about it, now you are holding my hand. You want Sleeping like this? What should I do? And I didn't touch you just now, I just wipe your body! "

"You can't help me clean it." Han Ying'ai blinked.

"I really want to punch you." Li Daoxi said with a stare.

"So you." Han Yingai stretched her neck and looked at her as if she were dead. She closed her eyes and opened and closed again. "But lightly."

"It's so embarrassing!" Li Rongji couldn't really blame her, and regretted it, "I shouldn't have fished you out just now, letting you catch a cold and fever in the bathtub, it will become a dead bottle tomorrow."

"The bottle is only broken, not dead." Han Yingai felt that she really had a bottle in her heart, and only Li Dao could break it.

"I find you Jing is pretty good now, it's faster than I thought." Li Nodging nodded, ready to get up.

"No ..." Han Yingai quickly grabbed his hand again, frowning coquettishly: "It would be better if you talk to me. I still have no energy now, like a sponge."

"You can really put gold on your face. The sponge is both tolerant and absorbent, and very gentle." Li Rong expressed contempt. "What about you? What are your advantages?"

"I ... I ..." Han Yingai thought hard for a while, and felt that these advantages had all of his own advantages, but Li did not admit it, but Li did not admit it, "I look beautiful! Sponges are not as pretty as I am." "

"Spongebob is more beautiful than you," Li said.

"Why is your aesthetic so strange?" Han Yingai said grievously. "I'm obviously much more beautiful than SpongeBob, SpongeBob is not as pretty as Teletubbies."

"You look like this now, it's like IQ has fallen. For such a large person, he also hangs Spongebob Teletubbies by his mouth." Li Rong remembered Spongebob and Teletubbies, in fact, it was difficult for him to accept these two anime The image is described as beautiful.

"You said it first!" Han Yingai was instantly aggrieved, and this person was always wronged by this person, and it was unreasonable.

"Well, go to sleep." Li Rong urged, she fell asleep, and she can leave.

"But I want to pee." Han Yingai really seemed to be a kid all of a sudden, and even words like pee could be spoken out in front of Lee.

But she was still slightly blushed, but her face was now red and she couldn't see it.

"Then you go." Li Rong found that she didn't move.

"I have no energy." Han Yingai's cheeks became red.

What to do in this case? Lee Lee was really inexperienced, Han Yingai was not a plum, Lee Lee couldn't hold her to pee, not to mention Li Zi didn't need to grow up.

"I'll get you clothes."

"Dirty, don't wear it." Han Yingai shook her head, anxiously: "Hurry up and find a way, otherwise I will pee on the bed."

Li Rong sighed, wrapped her around the quilt, and put her on the toilet.

"You have to wait outside, otherwise I have no strength to fall, you don't know." Han Yingai held the quilt on her chest.

Lee did go out quickly, Han Yingai only covered his chest and above his legs, but the graceful back and side curves still appeared.

"Are you outside?"

Just after Li Rong closed the door, Han Yingai shouted again.

"Yes." Li Rong replied, "You are annoying enough, hurry up."

"Then you plug your ears!" Han Yingai continued to be annoying.

After a while, hearing the sound of flushing water, Li Rong knocked on the door, then walked in and hugged her back to the room.

"I didn't call you just now, and you came in." Han Yingai thought that was a big question. "Did you just stop blocking your ears?"

"I don't plug my ears. But if I plug my ears, I can't hear you calling me, isn't it right? So I can't do anything right." Li Rong did not answer.

"Then you must not have blocked your ears." Han Yingai was really cheek-heating, and the sound of the girl's pee was heard, and she felt particularly ashamed.

"It was brought by your aunt when you were a kid?" Li Rong thought Han Han was not easy.

"Yes, my aunt said I brought it well." Han Ying was proud and proud.

"Filialize your aunt in the future," Li said, sincerely. Han Yingai is so big now and can be so annoying. He must have had more problems when he was young. As for Han Yingai saying that she was very good at bringing in, Li Rong completely ignored.

"I still use you to say ..." Han Ying'ai didn't want to listen to Li Rong's preaching, and felt a little sweet, "How do you know I want to sleep in this room?"

"Just put the quilt in this room." Where did Lee know to go, "You used to rest in this room?"

"Yeah." Han Yingai decided to lie, and Lee was a fool. Why did Miss Han choose to sleep in the study? The study is not large, and she feels depressed. She doesn't like it, but this room is where Li Dao will live in the future. Han Yingai hopes that Li Dao will often remember that a girl once read, studied, and rested in this study.

That feels good.

"You sleep. I'll go see Zhishui." Li Rong thought that Han Yingai should have no problem.

"Well, then you wait for it," Han Yingai demanded.

"Anything else?" Lee asked strangely.

"Because Zhishui is tired, don't bother her. When a woman is tired, you don't want to do that kind of thing with a man." Han Yingai said very well.

"You sleep, you cao heart!" Li was anxious, is he such a person?

Li Rong looked in the master bedroom, An Zhi fruit was so tired that he kept the position that Li Rong put her in bed, without moving. Li Rong knew that when she slept like this, she would feel numb all over again when she woke up. She helped her to rub her joints and transported some vitality into her, which made her feel better when she woke up.

After kissing An Zhishui's cheek, Li Rong stood up, looked at the clean bedroom, and laughed. In fact, cleaning is really a simple and ordinary thing, but these young ladies ... they are really ordinary Man is not like a creature of the world. Li Rong feels that he must be tired to look like this. It must be at least the whole day in the sand field.

Li Rong came out after staying in An Zhishui's room for a while, otherwise the one next door would definitely be thinking wildly, maybe he would get up and peek. She had such a prior record.

"Don't sleep yet?" Li Zhirou walked in just now, lightly. Her eyes were still glowing in the dark, Li had to turn on the light again.

"Why are you so honest?" Han Yingai asked strangely.

"I went to her room, and you warned me not to move hands on Zhishui. I came out, and you disliked me honestly ..." Li Rong waved his hands. "Everyone who is tired of Zhishui is motionless and never wakes up, Why are you so jingjing? "

"Don't you think I didn't do anything?" Han Yingai felt instantly wronged, as if all her efforts were ignored.

"No. If you don't do anything, you won't be tired of sleeping in the bathtub." Li Rongxi said quickly.

"Of course ..." Han Yingai held out his hand. "I left my cell phone in the living room. Help me find it."

"Here it is." Li Rong turned out to be in his pocket.

"Have you peeked at my phone?" Han Yingai asked carefully.

"Am I the kind of person?" Li Rong said dismissively, handing her cell phone to her.

"I'll show you the photos." Han Yingai let him in, "You lie down."

Li Dao hesitated. It is absolutely inappropriate for a man and a woman to lie on the bed, even if they are good friends. However, Li Dao feels that it would be unpretentious if he did not lie down. After all, some things that are more intimate than lying in bed together. It also happened between Route and Han Yingai.

"Ah, what are you holding on to, hurry up!" Han Yingai was impatient with dissatisfaction.

Li Zhidao remembered that Li Zi always said that he was too reserved, but he was a man. Is this necessary? Han Yingai didn't mind, Li Wei simply lay down, holding her head in her hands, and lying on her back looking at her mobile phone.

"Seeing no ... my screensaver is my selfie, it looks good." Han Yingai showed off.

"Is this a real person? This white face is indistinguishable from the wall. The eyes are black as if they were painted with ink, and your jaw doesn't look like an awl?" Li Rong looked at the photo and looked at it again. Han Yingai is close at hand, why do girls like to take photos and be another person?

"Don't you think it's lonely, fragile, lonely, and elegant?" Han Yingai was dissatisfied with Li Rong's response. "It looks like a porcelain person, doesn't it?"

Li Rong couldn't help smirking, "I've never seen a lonely, fragile, lonely and elegant porcelain person drive a car to hit someone's car!"

"Old old books! I like my current car very much, I have never hit it again." Han Yingai hammered Li Dao's shoulders. Li Dao had a bad taste. He just didn't know how to appreciate, so Han Yingai didn't give Lee has seen more photos.

"Well, there are videos, it seems that they were taken today." Li Darou found a video, a little curious.

"No, this is my secret." Han Yingai flushed, and quickly robbed her phone back.

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Let me talk about Miss Bottle today.

Many students probably don't understand why I want to write a Korean and English love, especially the students who have seen Xia Hua just came to interview with Xinghua. Xia Hua said that there are only four heroines.

Those who do n’t know why, insist that my book is a single lady, and proclaim the wonderfulness of letting others not read my book, and I do n’t know why they are so wonderful.

Anna Nanxiu, Qiao Niannu, Li Banzhuang, An Zhishui, these four heroines.

Xie Xiaoan, I wo n’t explain. Xia Hua ’s writing has always been like this. I have given enough clues. I think readers should understand, and indeed most readers understand, it ’s not my problem. If Some readers don't understand what Xie Xiaoan is going on. I suggest you look at Xie Xiaoan's chapter again, and you should know it.

Xiu Xiu, cough, she is not a heroine in the traditional sense. She is a cute girl. Really, the kind of person who can be cute with red eyes in her eyes, I like her so much, she will never be pushed down by Li.

Back to Miss Bottle's question.

In fact, when I first designed the heroine of An Zhishui, I thought that she should be the combination of Anshui and Miss Bottle, but when I started writing, I found that An Zhishui was gentle, kind, and innocent and pure. It is hard to unify with the unscrupulous, impulsive, irritable, bad-tempered temperament of Miss Bottle.

But I will never give up my first setting, so I divided this corner into two people ... but everyone can see that, in fact, the two people still have something in common. This is the first setting of Xia Hua The remaining sequelae will also reduce IQ sharply when they are together with Lee.

Of course, I will not arrange for An Zhishui and the bottle to fit at the end. I have always been very disgusted with this wording. One heroine has two personalities, or one heroine disappears and penetrates into the body of another heroine. The plot makes it hard for me to accept. What makes me most unacceptable is that there is a man with a book whose other personality comes out, and then this other personality and the heroine xxoo, I really want to scold my mother, I will not say who the author is, anyway, scold him Tens of thousands of people died.

I certainly can't write.

In short, Miss Han was born in this way. Only such a girl can see her cuteness. She will not become the cosmopolitan goddess that everyone dreams of, like some girls. Being loved, she is really cute and only blooms for Li Rong, so precious.

Again: It is prudent to say that starting from January 22, 2013, there will be six changes per ri, until February 1 2013.

Weakly asked, very hopeless, still with a hint of hope, whispered, timidly: Is there any other person who would say, "Xia Hua, I know you are ruthless, but I still want Be a fool again, trust you once. "