Wanwan eventually failed to escape Xia Zhihuai's claws, and was caught by him at the door and brought to the bed.

Wanwan knelt on the sheets, holding her pillow tightly: "I want to go back to the room to sleep."

Xia Zhihuai sat cross-legged on the bed and used the policy of softening: "Can you play flying chess?"

Wanwan watched him take out the flying chess from the drawer, and her eyelids moved slightly, and she was a little shaken.

"I can't kick me to bed at night."

Wanwan held the pillow, had a small face, and said fiercely.

Xia Zhihuai smiled and said, "If you don't sleep with my feet in your arms, I probably won't kick you."

Wanwan is not honest when she sleeps, and can roll from the head to the end of the bed.

When she ran to his room to wake up, but when she was caught by him, she basically slept with her and went back to sleep. Every time she woke up, Wanwan held his feet and slept like a pig in various difficult positions.

Sometimes, Wanwan would be accidentally kicked onto the carpet by him.

As long as he suddenly heard the "dong", he knew that it must be Wanwan who fell down and he would wake up immediately.

...

The two sat on the bed and played two games of flying chess, but Wanwan couldn't hold on and hung her little head little by little.

The long eyelashes covered her eyes, and Xia Zhihuai didn't plan to continue to tormenting her. He put her inside of the bed and covered her with a quilt.

Wanwan was sleeping soundly until midnight... She suddenly felt a little cold.

She grabbed her body in a daze, but didn't catch the quilt, and then struggled to sit up, holding her messy black hair, Mi stared around with her eyes and found that all the quilts were swept away by her brother.

Wanwan sat on the bed sheet, stared blankly for a few seconds, then got up and started snatching the quilt.

Xia Zhihuai slept very heavily, and he always felt someone slapped him behind him in the middle. He clamped the quilt with his long legs, buried his face in the pillow, and continued to sleep soundly.

Wanwan pulled the quilt horn and couldn't snatch it. She wanted to use her spiritual power, but she was afraid that the quilt would be damaged.

Sitting on the bed and thinking for two seconds, she rolled to Xia Zhihuai, slid her hands and feet to keep warm, and then fell asleep in a daze.

...

Xia Zhihuai was half asleep and half awake, and felt like he was being spitted by a dog.

It suddenly felt cold behind him, as if he was a little wet.

And he seemed a little breathless.

He struggled to raise his face from the pillow, and found that he was sleeping on his tummy, as if he was pressing on a mountain on his body, and his old waist was about to break!

There was already a hazy light from the gap in the curtains. He rubbed his neck and tried to support his body, but he was pressed down again.

"Tao Wanwan!"

Xia Zhihuai realized that it might be the little fat man Wanwan on his back, so he couldn't help but get up and roared.

Wanwan covered her ears, her feet were still on his waist, and the saliva at the corner of her mouth wet a large area behind his pajamas.

Xia Zhihuai turned over, took off her solid human-shaped tortoise shell, and grabbed her waist and grinned.

"Tao Wanwan, wake me up!"

Wanwan rolled into the inside of the bed, drilled her head under the pillow, and continued to sleep.

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

Xia Zhihuai had no choice but to go to the bathroom in anger. When he took off his pajamas, he found that his back was wet.

All of Wanwan's saliva and the smell of milk~

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Xia Zhihuai took a look at the time.

It's 6:30 in the morning.

He had never gotten up so early before.

I was running around the yard in the early morning. The more Xia Zhihuai thought about it, the more angry it became, the more wrong it became.

Today he didn't kick Wanwan off the bed, but she just gave him a ghost to press the bed.

No wonder nightmares all night long.

Who learned this sleeping position from?

Also, I clearly put her in the bed last night, when did I press down on him?

Xia Zhihuai was puzzled by a long time.

While lifting your legs and kicking your legs, moving your waist, shoulders and cervical spine.

...

When Zhu Qing got up in the morning to cook, she found that Xia Zhihuai was already doing squats in the yard.

She was slightly stunned for a few seconds, then walked back into the house and looked at the clock on the wall.

It was just six:50!

At the same time as usual, why did Xia Zhihuai get up?

Zhu Qing walked around Xia Zhihuai into the kitchen with a look of surprise, and couldn't help but feel curious: "Why did you get up so early today?"

Xia Zhihuai had a dark face: "The ghost is over the bed."

Zhu Qingyuan was shocked and said in surprise: "That ghost is so brave? How dare you press your bed?"

Xia Zhihuai sneered: "Little ancestor."

Zhu Qing opened her mouth slightly and smiled awkwardly, "Oh, that's fine. Anyway, you both have bad sleeping positions, so it's not unusual."

Xia Zhihuai watched Zhu Qing float into the kitchen and gritted his teeth and said, "Did you know again? Why do you and Huang Xikong know everything?"

Huang Xikong happened to open the window upstairs, pressed his hands on the windowsill, and said, "I heard you shouting early in the morning, and I was scared to tears by the ghost movies again?"

Xia Zhihuai: "Get out!"

"Is I the kind of man who will be scared to tears by ghost movies?"

Huang Xikong smiled but said nothing, everything was indifferent.

Xia Zhihuai didn't want to quarrel early in the morning. He felt that the exercise was almost done, so he planned to wake Wanwan up.

It was rare that he asked her to get up and not treat her well, so he could not fully demonstrate his sincerity.

...

Ten minutes later, Wanwan was woken up.

The majestic national anthem echoed throughout the yard.

Especially "Get up, people who don't want to be slaves..."

The lyrics of this line seemed to ring in her ears.

Wanwan was so sleepy that tears burst into her eyes, and her eyelids couldn't even open her eyes. She pulled her head out of the pillow, and sat on the mattress holding the corner of the quilt, yawning one after another.

"Brother, you're so noisy!"

Wanwan was so angry that she grabbed the pillow and threw it into the door.

Xia Zhihuai took the pillow, turned the sound down, and gloated: "You know it's a quarrel now. I feel the same when you wake me up every day,"

With this experience today, she should let him sleep a little longer in the future, right?

Xia Zhihuai suddenly felt a little happy.

Happiness is based on the pain of others to feel more!

Wanwan rubbed her eyes and accused: "I didn't sleep well last night. Brother, you snatched all the quilts away. I'm so cold!"

Xia Zhihuai held the pillow with disbelief on his face.

"That's impossible. I obviously divided you a lot of quilts last night."

Wanwan was angry: "But as soon as you turned over, you took my quilt away, and I won't come back."

Xia Zhihuai's momentum was not weak at all: "So you lie on my back and sleep? Do you know that your brother, my old arms and legs, are still old waists, and you are almost crushed to death?"

Wanwan stood up from the bed angrily, pointed at him and said loudly, "It's obviously you who wanted me to sleep here!"

"Brother, you're a bad guy!"

"I still snatch my quilt when I'm so big, and I despise you."

Wanwan criticized with sarcasm.

Xia Zhihuai stood under the bed and quarreled with her: "You can wake me up!"

"But can you wake up?" Wanwan raised her feet and kicked the pillow in front of him, and the whole irritable old girl was like a whisper. "Hurry, I'm sleeping soundly. I'll push you and call you, but you just don't wake up. What can I do?"

Xia Zhihuai thought about whether this really happened last night?

Suddenly I felt guilty.
Chapter completed!