Chen Xian found her bedding in the corner, put it on her body, tied up her belt, and then sat up.

Her waist was sore and her legs were weak. She raised her arms and stretched her waist vigorously.

As soon as the stretch stretched, the yawning came up together.

At that time, Su Zhe also sat up and looked at her with a tilted head.

Chen Xian never expected that when she was yawning comfortably, she only hit half of it. Suddenly, one hand reached out and covered her mouth.

She was simply confused.

Yawning is originally an extremely relaxed and comfortable thing, but what does it feel like if you are covered up halfway through the beating?

It's like I had to hold it back after being relieved, and it was even more uncomfortable than that.

Chen Xian turned around and saw that the culprit was laughing lazily after succeeding.

Su Zhe said: "I'm sorry Axian. Every time I see you yawning, I want to try it. This time I can't help it."

Chen Xian said: "Is it fun?"

Su Zhe stopped smiling, let go, and said, "No, you can make a new look and fight again, how about?"

Chen Xian didn't have the same knowledge as him, so she quickly re-planned it. Fortunately, the half yawn had not yet gone far away, and she was pulled back in time.

Then she beat again.

However, he was only halfway through the fight, and suddenly he was caught off guard and was covered by Su Zhe again.

Chen Xian's mentality was a little broken, and she said, "Su Zhe, sometimes you can't afford to collapse in middle-aged women."

Su Zhe said: "I promise not to cover it this time."

But that half of the yawn had already run away, and Chen Xian could no longer brew it.

She was annoyed, screamed "ah", turned around and threw Su Zhe down and bit him.

Su Zhe smiled softly, then hissed again, saying, "Axian, you will bite it through."

When the two of them got up to wash and change clothes, and then sat at the table in neat clothes, it was time for lunch.

Chen Xian looked at Su Zhe who kept cooking vegetables for her, thinking to herself that this guy must have been very happy before.

The more she thought about it, the less she couldn't swallow this.

She had to let him feel what it would be like to be interrupted by some small acts of relief and enjoyment in half.

Chen Xian felt that it might be difficult to make him yawn, but it shouldn't be difficult to make him sneeze.

Chen Xian thought of a way to do this - use spices.

If the fragrance is too strong and choking makes him uncomfortable, wouldn't he sneeze?

So Chen Xian smoked a very strong fragrance in the bedroom.

As soon as Su Zhe lifted his foot into the bedroom, he smelled it. He glanced at Chen Xian and said, "Have you changed the fragrance?"

Chen Xian said "yes".

Then there was nothing.

Su Zhe washed up, updated his clothes, took another book, leaned against the bed and looked around.

Chen Xian observed him silently, but he didn't see any discomfort reaction.

Chen Xian couldn't help but say, "Don't you think it smells too choking?"

Su Zhe said: "Come here."

Chen Xian sat next to him, he leaned over her neck and sniffed it, and said, "It still tastes the same."

As a result, she couldn't see him sneezing until she was about to go to bed.

In the end, she was a little bit frightened by the smoke, and had to pinch out the incense burner.

Chen Xian was not so easy to give up. The next day, she arranged a meal of stir-fried spicy food and personally clothed Su Zhe to watch him eat.

After he ate it, he did not react abnormally except for drinking a little more water. However, Chen Xian himself was choked and sneezed twice.

Su Zhe looked at her and said in a gentle voice: "Axian, you can just say what you have if you have any requests."

Chen Xian heard this and said, "What can I make a request? It's just that I occasionally change some heavy taste in life, which is exciting."

Su Zhe raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to pursue excitement?"

Somehow, his reaction made Chen Xian feel numb on his back.

Maybe it was because if he really wanted to find stimulation, he could have a way to make her more exciting than she imagined.

So Chen Xian quickly changed her words: "It's not exciting, it's just fresh."

Su Zhe nodded: "So that's it."

It seems that heavy taste is not very useful, and Chen Xian is even ready to serve flour.

While Su Zhe was unprepared, she took out a paper bag of oil and blew flour on him.

Su Zhe reacted very quickly, raised his sleeve and blocked it, and said while blocking it: "Is this your freshness?"

Chen Xian still had one hand. Just when Su Zhe thought she had finished blowing and dusted her clothes and put them down, she suddenly pulled out a handkerchief with flour from her sleeve, raised a curve and waved it to Su Zhe's face.

Su Zhe would certainly not be hit by flour, but the air was covered in dust in an instant.

Chen Xian hurriedly covered her mouth and nose and stepped back. Seeing Su Zhe having amazement, she felt a little happy inside.

But he stood in the dust.

Still no response.

Chen Xian couldn't help asking, "Don't you feel choking?"

Su Zhe waved his sleeves and said calmly: "Can't I hold my breath?"

Chen Xian: "..." She felt very depressed.

Can this revenge be avenged?
Chapter completed!