An Xiaomen thought for a while and said, "Let's make a room for her in the company and use it as a bedroom. It's good to save you. Naturally I can't treat you badly. What do you think?"

"You don't like her living here?"

"Of course, I don't like it very much. In this family, except for me, friends and relatives like Qingyangyang and aunts and maids, I don't welcome any young girls like Bu Xianxian who have a relationship with you like her." She directly Tell him right away, "We will be grateful for saving you, but we can change it in another way."

"You have such a small heart."

An Xiaomen was happy when she heard, "Yes, my eyes are small, but I am much stronger than someone. Someone has eyes smaller than needle eyes, and my face says me."

"Someone ... who is it?" He seemed to guess it, **** himself, "me?"

She sat on the sofa and refused to answer.

"I ask you, are you talking about me?"

"Yes, I'm talking about you, I'm talking about you, I know I'm talking about you, and I'm asking."

Seeing her to get the bottle, he snatched her, "You're fine, what kind of wine to drink."

"I'm happy, I'm happy, give it to me." An Xiaomen reached out and asked him.

Henry ducked to the side, and An Xiaomen went after him. "What's wrong with my drink? Give it to me."

"No, don't drink."

An Xiaomen chased him, blocked him by the bed, and grabbed one hand towards the hand behind him. The wine didn't catch, but pushed him down.

His left hand held the wine bottle high, and An Xiaomen lay on her body as if she were subconsciously pushed to the wall by one hand. She almost flew away from him almost from the next second, and from him Successfully recaptured the bottle.

Henry also sat up. "Everyone said you weren't hurt, you really didn't hear it."

"Everyone said that you don't need to worry about it, it won't matter if you drink a little." An Xiaomen poured it into the glass, took a sip of two drinks, and was happy.

"You'd better just drink a little as you say." He said to the bathroom, "I'll take a bath."

An Xiaomen didn't answer, sitting there thinking about something and drinking, Jin Qingyang's dreamyanghe was simply her lifelong favorite.

From the first drink to the present, she has always liked the taste of this wine, which cannot be bought elsewhere.

Unconsciously, he drank a few glasses again.

An Xiaomen just put down the wine glass. Over the years, experience has increased and age has increased. Why is the amount of wine not growing?

When Henry came out of the bathroom, she saw her lying on the sofa, her cheeks flushed, wondering what she was thinking, her eyes staring intently from above.

His gaze fell on the wine bottle on the table. "Who said to drink only a little, this is quite a lot."

She murmured and stood up from the sofa, shaking. "If you're not careful ... you're greedy."

As she walked towards herself, Henry said, "Then lie down and rest."

"Lie down and rest?" An Xiaomen clapped her hands. "Good or bad, just like me."

He sat on his lap regardless of the words.

Henry looked cold. "Do you still want me to throw you off the wall?"

An Xiaomen blinked, revealing her grievance, and pointed to her head, "It hurts, it hurts here ..."

Henry's eyes tightened, and she looked at the woman with a cheeky expression, for some reason, she only felt that her throat was dry and her heartbeat intensified, and she didn't even listen to her call, and fell on her waist.

Immediately after that, he returned to him and pushed her down again, this time he didn't dare to make any effort, for fear of hurting her again.

Nevertheless, An Xiaomeng sat on the ground with a fart.

She hesitated, sitting there, leaning her head against the bed, and humming, "You said it was **** me alone ..."

Henry's face flushed, like a pure boy. "Who said that."

"That's what you said." She reached out and hugged his leg. "Putting words, I'm so sleepy."

Henry looked down at her and picked it up and put it on the bed.

An Xiaomen still did not lose her hand, grabbed his clothes, "accompany me to sleep ..."

He put her hand down, "You sleep by yourself."

"Why do you sleep with me ..."

Henry was dragged down by her vigorously, he didn't move any more, wondering when she fell asleep and got up again.

But she opened her eyes and didn't speak.

After a while, seeing that she was still awake, he couldn't help but say, "It's not that I'm sleepy, I'm not asleep."

An Xiaomen leaned over and leaned one leg on him. "Let's talk and sleep."

"Nothing to talk to you."

"Why not ..." She stared at her, "Do you remember when we first rolled / bed / singles?"

"I'm not Jin Qingyan. Look. I'm Henry."

"Don't pull these, I'm ..." She stretched out her index finger and poked at his chest / mouth. "It's just rolling with this body."

"I have no impression or memory of this."

"You're not possessed by another ghost, you're just talking, you're talking, you're already a person." Her face was close to his side, her eyes closed, "It was a person ..."

Henry didn't talk anymore, the people around him soon heard a uniform breathing sound, and when she fell asleep, he slowly got up and covered her with a thin blanket.

——

"Sister, we're here to see you." Fang Yunxi pushed open the door and came in, followed by Fang's father and mother, and the family of three came empty-handed.

Immediately after the son's words were spoken, Fang's mother immediately said, "From seeing the news that you are hospitalized, we will call you, and Shen Yang said not to use it first."

"Shen Yang?" Fang Erlan went to Xiao Shenyang subconsciously. She didn't yell at him like that. Her mother shouted really well.

"Yeah." Fang's mother said a little bit dissatisfied. "You and the Yan Ge broke up quickly. What's the matter with his mother, nonsense on the Internet, I think Shen Yang is fine."

"It was divided the other day."

After hearing what she said, Fang's mother nodded again and again.

Fang Erlan was ashamed, "It's just not announced now, and it will be announced after the TV series is over, so if anyone asks, don't talk about it."

"Know how," Fang's mother said to her after she got down, "your brother's birthday today."

"Just go buy him a cake and have a meal together."

"We think so too. What do you think of buying food here and eating here?"

Fang Erlan nodded when she saw that she was in high spirits.

Fang's mother urged her husband and son to go out to buy meals and cakes, and then he took a chair and sat down, asking directly, "Shen Yang, are you with us Erlan?"