Rebirth of the Supernatural Wife

Chapter 83

Yang Rong didn't speak, refused to say it, and didn't say no to it, but just kept burying his head on Yuan Xiaoxi's shoulder, laughing out loud.

The laughing Yuan Xiaoxi was confused, and asked inexplicably with a smile: "What's wrong?"

"Do you know that at this time, when you say such things, it is easy for people to think too much." Yang Rong took a deep breath and hummed.

"..."

No, she didn't mean that!
The tips of Yuan Xiaoxi's ears became hot all of a sudden, pretending not to understand, he said in a threatening tone, "Oh, let go, do you still want to eat noodles?"

Yang Rong shook his head, "I don't want to eat."

"..."

"I'm sleepy." Yang Rong shook her and breathed, "Go to sleep."

"..."

Yuan Xiaoxi couldn't pretend anymore, his face flushed and he slid out of Yang Rong's arms shortly, "You, you, you, you, you are sleepy, go to sleep, I, I, and I didn't stop you."

"How can I go if you don't go?" Wronged.

"Why can't you go if I don't go?" Surprised!
The two looked at each other, and their eyes competed for a moment. Finally, Yang Rong looked away, without saying anything, and looked at Yuan Xiaoxi with a look that seemed to be confused and abandoned, and then entered the room. After a while, , the sound of flowing water was heard in the original creek.

The sound of running water was very clear in Yuan Xiaoxi's ears, what's worse, it seemed that Yang Rong's gaze just now appeared in front of her eyes.

What Yuan Xiaoxi has never told others is that she is most afraid of others looking at her with the kind of eyes that I am wronged but I just don't say it. The system has figured out this point, so Yuan Xiaoxi is often called helpless.

Yuan Xiaoxi's heart was flustered, he quickly cleaned up the kitchen, covered his ears, and wanted to sneak back to his room.

At this time, she heard Yang Rong's call again.

I wanted to pretend not to hear, but my footsteps had already moved outside the bathroom in Yang Rong's room, and I knocked lightly on the door, "What's wrong?"

It seemed that the people in the bathroom were a little embarrassed. After a while, a voice came out, "I didn't take any clothes."

"?!" Yuan Xiaoxi said in surprise, "Is there no bath towel?"

"How long have we been on a business trip, there must be more than one layer of dust accumulated at home." Yang Rong said awkwardly.

"……"indeed.

but!

She still wanted to say: This is your own room, once you turn off the light, it doesn’t matter if you always come out naked in the dark, she won’t hide and peek, please believe her!
It's just that what she said was, "Oh wait, I'll get it right away."

She awkwardly went to the cloakroom to search for her underwear, came back awkwardly and knocked on the bathroom door, handed it through the crack of the door awkwardly, and said very quickly, "Good night, go to bed early!"

After speaking, I wanted to run.

"Wait a minute." Yang Rong's voice came from inside again.

"What, what's wrong?" Yuan Xiaoxi stammered, "Is there anything else you haven't taken?"

Yang Rong had already come out of the bathroom, and was staring at her while tying up the belt of her nightgown.

Yuan Xiaoxi was stared at furiously.

He didn't have time to marvel at Yang Rong's fast dressing speed, so he heard Yang Rong whisper, "I'm already asleep, where are you going?"

"?!" Yuan Xiaoxi looked at Yang Rong in horror, denied Sanlian, and then asked, "When did it happen?"

How could she not know!
"In Lushan." Yang Rong's expression was as expected, he walked to the bed, lowered his head, "It seems that you really don't want to admit it."

"..."

"?!"

There is a big difference between sleeping and sleeping. Please be careful when using words. Yuan Xiaoxi immediately said: "That's different!"

"What's the difference?" Yang Rong leaned on the bedside and said in a faint tone, "Isn't that sleeping?"

"..."

It seemed to make sense. Yuan Xiaoxi was choked and couldn't say a word, so he could only hold his neck and say in embarrassment: "Anyway, it's just different."

"Understood." Yang Rong nodded, turned around and tucked into the quilt, "Anyway, anyway, you just don't want to be responsible."

"?!"

Under the dim lamp, only the back of a furry head was exposed, the hair was still wet, and the collar was slightly wet under the neck.

Looking at the person who was pointing the back of his head at him, Yuan Xiaoxi was a little puzzled, how could something wrong with a good mood?

This was the first time she saw Yang Rong like this, and she was a little at a loss.

"Yang Rong," Yuan Xiaoxi walked to the bed, thought for a while, put one hand on the bed, stretched out a thin white finger with the other hand, and poked his arm, "What's wrong with you?"

After a poke, the man hid under the quilt, moved away from Yuan Xiaoxi, and ignored it.

"..."

Keep poking.

Keep moving.

"..."

My hair is still wet.

It's not good to sleep like this.

Running and chasing like this is not an option, Yuan Xiaoxi looked at his wet hair, thinking whether to give him a blow-dry, or wipe him with a towel before letting him sleep.

As soon as the bed behind him lightened, Yang Rong could feel that the person behind him was leaving, and turned around, unwilling to believe it, "Just leave like this?"

Yuan Xiaoxi paused and turned around, slightly raising his eyebrows, a little angry and a little funny, "Are you willing to look back?"

Yuan Xiaoxi smiled, and Yang Rong also felt a little shameless, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he wanted to laugh a little, but he was suppressed by himself, and he said in a nasty voice, "Didn't you see that, I'm throwing a tantrum!"

"Oh——" Yuan Xiaoxi shook his head, "I didn't see it."

"..."

Heartbroken, Yang Rong turned his back heavily, the movement was so big that it seemed that even the pillow bounced.

Yang Rong was extremely disappointed, "Okay then, I'm going to sleep."

The room was silent.

The person who said he was sleeping opened his eyes and looked at the small photo frame on the bedside table.

Not long after, a towel suddenly appeared on his head, and then he felt a pair of hands gently moving on his head.

The corner of Yang Rong's mouth curled up with his back to Yuan Xiaoxi, "Didn't you go out?"

Yuan Xiaoxi sat behind Yang Rong, and kept moving his hands, wiping them carefully, "I can't help it, someone is losing their temper."

Yang Rong's hair is very soft, with some natural curls.

It is also because of some curly hair that Yang Rong's hair is usually neatly trimmed every time, not much longer than a board inch.It's just that the hair hasn't been trimmed for a while, and it's about two fingers long now, and it's starting to curl at the end.

"Come in when I lose my temper." Yang Rong squinted his eyes comfortably, but insisted in his mouth, "Since you said that we never slept together, you still dare to lie behind me now? You are not afraid Can't you go out for a while?"

Yuan Xiaoxi laughed when he heard these threatening words, and didn't know what happened to Yang Rong today.

She was afraid that if she didn't say it first, she would soon let Yang Rong know how to write.

The defenseless Yang Rong snorted, Yuan Xiaoxi said, "Does it hurt?"

Call him bullshit.

"It doesn't hurt." Yang Rong insisted.

Yuan Xiaoxi rubbed the lock of curly hair that she just pulled, then pushed him, "Get up, change the side to wipe."

(End of this chapter)