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Li Yang blinked, Ma Da, drunk into this ghost appearance, and this aspect of demand?

Just want to send him six words: great, my brother.

The next second - there was a vomit.

Along with his words, "I want to puke."

Li Yang is sluggish! Dull!

Lu Chi Mo threw up and fell on the bed and continued to sleep in the past.

The whole back is vomit, Li Yang for a long time to come back to God, powerless to support the forehead, God, what is she doing this evil, God will punish her like this?

A new round of cleaning up begins.

After the thin curtain is lifted, the curtain can be cleaned again.

She took out her mobile phone and took a look at the time. It was 6:40 in the morning.

I didn't sleep all night. I was so tired.

Lu Chi Mo vomited, and the room was full of wine.

Li Yang goes to the French window and opens her screen curtain. Her eyes suddenly open. She looks out of the window in surprise. It snows

In the hazy sky, snowflakes are falling like goose feathers

Li Yang half opened the French window, and the cold wind poured into the room with the snow. She was cold enough to shiver her neck, but with a childlike smile on her face, she reached out to catch the snowflakes.

A little cold in the palm of the hand, only a little bit of wet.

When the smell of the room was almost gone, Li Yang closed the French window a little, pulled the screen curtain up, left a gap to continue ventilation, and then sat on the balcony reclining chair, with one hand supporting his jaw, looking at the snowflakes blowing out of the window.

After about half an hour's rest, Li Yang got up from the couch and walked out of the room.

Walking to the door, she stepped back and looked at the sleeping man in bed.

Under the light, the lines of his side face are outlined very beautiful.

After only a glance, Li Yang raised his steps and left and took the door.

The winter wind with chill, mixed with a rustling sound, through the cracks in the French windows, blowing into the room.

The man in bed shivered with cold.

Confused, the man struggled for a few times, felt a headache to crack, like to explode.

Eyelids like a thousand gold heavy, he moved hard, just slightly opened a gap, eyes is a beautiful face, with light makeup, mouth is shallow smile, "wake up?"

"Well..."

The man's voice was hoarse, with a strong sense of powerlessness.

I have a headache. It's killing me.

He put his hands on the bed, got up, leaned against the back of the bed, closed his eyes, reached out and rubbed his eyebrows.

Bearing the sharp pain in his head, he tried to recall what happened last night, but he didn't remember clearly since he drank too much. Even how he came back, he had no impression at all.

Drink too much. It's broken.

Li Yang held a bunch of flowers, one by one into the glass vase, which she picked early in the morning from the flower house, specially picked some she liked, very fragrant and fresh.

All inserted, she looked at, slightly frowned, seems not satisfied, and slightly made some adjustments, just back to the bed, sitting on the edge of the bed, "is not a headache?"

His eyelid slightly raised, still is a word, "mmm."

She sat on his lap, a pair of warm hands pressed on his temple, "I'll rub it for you."

Li Yang is very serious for the man massage up, this is she just learned from the Internet, the hand action is inevitably a little strange, "drink so much wine, head pain is strange, you still had stomachache last night, oh, but you should not remember."

As she massaged, she complained with a low smile. "Don't drink so much in the future. If you come back and spit me up, I'll be angry. When I come back, I won't take care of you. You see, I put on my make-up early in the morning, just to cover my dark eyes. I didn't sleep all night..."

What else did she want to say? The man put his hands around her waist and moved forward a little. His warm lips covered her forehead, and instantly blocked her chattering mouth, "miss you..."

Li Yang was stunned.

In the blink of an eye, he recovered as usual, and said with a smile, "I've cooked you wake-up wine soup and porridge. Do you want to get up and go to the restaurant, or shall I bring it to you?"

The man did not speak, Li Yang looked at him not very energetic, thought for a while, continued to say, "well, I'll go to the kitchen and bring it to you. You wait here, I'll come in a minute."

As soon as she got up, the man pulled her back into her arms.

She blinked. "What's wrong, not hungry?"

Men around her waist, head lazy on her shoulder, about the morning to go to the flower house to pick flowers, her body exudes a good smell of flowers, full of romantic atmosphere.

"It's sobering soup and porridge. Why are you so good today, eh?"

Male hangover after the sound line, is the unique dumb light, and with a little bit of love.Li Yang put his hands around his waist, and his apricot shaped eyes curled up with a smile. "I'm flattering you, Lu Dashao..."

Lu Chi Mo said with a low, slow smile, "just as you left your feet, you could take out your hands to please me..."

Although Lu Chi Mo said it was true, Li Yang was still a little stuffy after being teased, "I've been studying hard, and I can certainly make delicious food in the future..."

"No need to learn..."

"Well?"

"That's good..." Lu Chi Mo bit her earlobe. "There are professional cooks in my family. I don't need to do it myself. You are responsible for enjoying it."

"Don't despise my cooking, will you? I will study hard. " Her voice is still stuffy, "I want to cook for you myself..."

"Wife..." He called out to her like this, "when you are good, you can speak better than you can hear. I like it very much..."

Didn't she speak well before? It's not her, it's him

Anyway, anyway, he is uncle. He is happy that he likes it, but I don't know how long it can last

Li Yang had no choice but to smile faintly, "I can't go hungry after a hangover, or my stomach will hurt. I'll take the food to you, eh?"

"Good..." Lu Chi Mo kisses her again on the forehead, then releases her.

Li Yang walked out of the room.

Headache, Lu Chi Mo on the back of the bed, continue to knead the eyebrows and temples.

Knead a few times, struggling to get up from the bed, to the bathroom, the whole person will be immersed in the bathtub.

Maybe the water temperature is too comfortable, he wanted to squint for a few minutes, but he didn't want to sleep in the past.

When he woke up, the water was still warm, and he knew that time should not be too long.

He walked out of the bathtub, wrapped in a towel, wiped his hair, and walked out of the bathroom. He saw a woman with one hand on her chin, looking glumly at the dishes on the table.

He sat across from her. "What's the matter?"

Li Yang is still staring at the dishes, did not look at him, said unhappily, "cool."

He tilted his head and sighed, "I'll take it and heat it up."

Lu Chi Mo took a spoon and scooped out a mouthful of sobering soup to drink, "warm, just right."

Another sip of porridge, "well, progress."

Her face was only slightly better.

Lu Chi Mo glanced at her, "childish temperament."

After breakfast, he put on his shirt and put on his face again

"Well, to the company." Lu Chi Mo buttoned up his shirt button and spoke faintly, "say, what's the matter?"

After a long silence, she heard her voice, "I want to continue to be an actor."