Di Shao chased his wife after the divorce

They are divorced, and he and Xiao Qingmei are going to be fathers!
"You..." Tang Mucha looked at the slender figure lying at the end of the bed.

I was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

"I'm human too."

The implication is that he also needs to sleep normally.

Moreover, he caught cold one after another, which made him feel a little unwell, and he needed more quality sleep.

Tang Mucha was speechless for a moment.

She sat there stupidly, not daring to move, just looking at his lying figure.

Di Ting's head hurts at night, and the air-conditioning is too strong, making it even more uncomfortable.

This discomfort is best relieved by sleeping.

"Should I get you some cold medicine, your voice has changed."

If he catches a cold, the two of them are so close, will it be contagious to her!
"I can't die." Di Tingye closed his eyes and replied indifferently.

"Oh." Tang Mucha pursed her mouth and didn't continue talking, but she didn't dare to lie down either.

The quiet atmosphere lasted for a while.

Tang Mucha turned off the bedside lamp.

"You are over there, don't touch me when you sleep, or you can continue to sleep on the floor tomorrow."

The bed is big, but the quilt is limited.

If there is something in the middle to separate it, then the quilt will not be enough to cover it.

Tang Mucha was afraid that he would come back and make trouble, so she had to threaten him.

But that little milk voice wasn't threatening at all.

"I'll tell you that too."

Tang Mucha:? ?
She frowned and looked at his figure, then lay down angrily and turned her back to him.

If he can't do it, she won't be soft-hearted tomorrow!
The bed was big, but the two of them maintained a distance between the two ends of the quilt, and there was still one person lying in the middle.

With a quilt, it is not so cold.

But the cold air was poured from the middle of the quilt, and the body was no longer cold, but the back, shoulders and neck were extremely cold.

Tang Mucha murmured, from curling up to lying flat.

The biting chill is gone, but it's still not enough, it's still a little cold...

Di Tingye slept like everyone else, very calm.

The range of motion is not great.

I don't know if it was some headache or something else, but he fell into a deep sleep.

But not unconscious.

The man who has always been used to sleeping by himself feels that he will be hit twice on his legs and stomach from time to time... The force is soft, like a restless kitten.

He ignored it.

But when a soft thing was pasted, the man slowly opened his eyes in the night.

"Tang Mucha, what are you holding me for?" Di Tingye grabbed the little hand around his waist, and was about to take it away.

"Hmm...it's so cold."

Tang Mucha was naturally afraid of the cold. In her sleep, she felt hugged by a stove, which was warm. At first, she just touched it, but then she simply pulled her whole body onto it, like a koala.

She is petite and exquisite, sticking to Di Tingye's side, she looks like a little doll.

The contrast in body shape looks more predatory.

Tang Mucha didn't know it, when Di Tingye took her little paw away, she murmured coquettishly, and obediently rubbed against his arm.

Softness overcomes rigidity.

That's right.

Di Tingye's cold heart melted inexplicably at this moment.

Forget it, leave it to her.

Furthermore, this little thing is delicate and soft, and it doesn't weigh much.

Di Tingye lay flat and did not move, letting Tang Mucha hug him.

The night is almost only more than ten degrees, and the rest is not so difficult.

On the contrary, Tang Mucha slept soundly.

In the dream, she hugged the male god. The male god was fragrant and safe, and just like the one on TV, his muscles felt great!

Tang Mucha Huanmeng laughed twice.

"Tang Mucha, have you touched enough?"

At six o'clock, Di Ting woke up at night.

After a few hours of sleep, the headache problem was slightly relieved.

But...he couldn't sleep anymore.

His whole body felt uncomfortable, and the little claws moved back and forth in his clothes.

He is a man, not a saint!
Tang Mucha is still in a dream, and the dream is about the idol male god.

After liking it for so many years, it was hard for her to have a dream once. She was still dissatisfied with being so disliked: "Touch what's wrong."

The humming voice was somewhat dissatisfied.

Di Tingye: "..."

In the morning, the temperature is still a little low.

Di Tingye was hot all over.

Different from the past, this time there is indeed someone around him.

"Tang Mucha, what a spring and autumn dream!" Di Tingye pulled out his little hand from his clothes.

"Hmm..." Tang Mucha muttered in dissatisfaction.

Di Tingye's arm was arched and arched with a small head!

Even the cold-faced Hades couldn't stop the kitten from acting like a baby.

"Tang Mucha!" Di Tingye called her in a deep voice.

His voice was already hoarse.

The kind of breath that is out of rhythm.

After Tang Mucha fell asleep, she was still a little defensive in the first half of the night.

He fell into a deep sleep, and his guard was gone.

Suddenly, his face was pinched and hurt.

Tang Mucha's small face immediately wrinkled, and she let out a grunt.

Didn't wake up.

Still didn't wake up.

Di Ting took this guy at night.

"Tang Mucha, if you touch again, I'll pinch you and cry!"

Tang Mucha opened his eyes in a daze.

Originally, his eyes were sleepy and blurred, but when he opened his eyes, he saw an enlarged version of Di Ting Ye.

Tang Mucha blinked again.

It's not that I misunderstood, but I was very sleepy and couldn't fully open my eyes!

"Di... Ting Ye, why don't you let me sleep." Tang Mucha was a little annoyed.

Haven't recovered yet.

very good!

Di Tingye pressed hard against her chubby face.

The little face was pinched twice, and now Tang Muxia was sober again from the pain.

Emperor Ting Ye?
Emperor Ting Ye! ! !
"Ah, you, you, you, you bastard!" Tang Mucha stared in bewilderment, thinking that he was bullying her again like that night.

Without even thinking about it, I slapped him with a slap.

Di Tingye turned his body sideways, and when he recovered, he stretched out his hand to block it.

The small slap didn't land on his face, but it landed firmly on the back of his hand.

"Tang Mucha! You've lost your mind while sleeping, you bastard!"

Di Tingye's deep black eyes were stained with warmth and anger.

Tang Mucha was so startled that she immediately withdrew her little hand.

She hurriedly lifted the quilt and sat up with a whoosh.

"Didn't we agree, let's draw a clear line and sleep! Why are you so close to me?"

He spoke clearly and seemed to be awake.

Tang Mucha also realized later, she was so frightened that she actually made a move against Di Tingye just now.

Great treason, seeking death!
"Heh!" Di Tingye sneered.

"See for yourself, who stuck it!" Di Tingye propped himself up and sat up.

I had a headache that got better after sleeping, but I was so angry early in the morning that my head hurt even more!

Tang Mucha turned her head to look.

I found out that it was really my own problem.

The position where Di Tingye sat up was still where he lay down yesterday.

I got it together by myself!
amount……

"Ahem." Tang Mucha slowly moved to the side.

"That... I don't sleep well."

"I've seen it." Di Tingye's tone was a bit cold, like a male lion with fried hair, exuding a bit of a stern aura.

Tang Muxia was so tough when he just woke up, but now that he is awake, he is getting weaker and weaker.

Swallowing secretly, Tang Mucha fiddled with her messy hair: "Are you... all right?"

"I was woken up after a good sleep, what do you think?"

Hearing his displeased tone, Tang Mucha couldn't help but cast a glance at him.

The bottom button of the pajamas was undone, and it was still a little messy.

Cough cough, so what beast did you do to him last night? ?

Heaven!Tang Mucha's embarrassment increased.

"Oh, I'm sorry... I,, dreamed about my mother yesterday, and I hugged my mother to sleep like this when I was a child."

Tang Muxia's tone softened, she turned her head away, pretending to squeeze out a few tears.

Di Tingye was upset at first.

Hearing what she said... Most of the anger dissipated.

"So, you took me for your mother last night? Huh?"

"Yeah!" Tang Mucha nodded vigorously.

Although I used my mother as an excuse to be sorry for her, but there is a reason for the incident, so my mother will forgive her!
Hearing this soft and sobbing voice, if Di Tingye hadn't remembered the dream she said yesterday, he would have almost believed it.

"I'm afraid you have forgotten what you said in your sleep yesterday. Your mother is very powerful. She has abs for you to touch."

"!!"

Tang Mucha was acting well at first, but after hearing this sarcasm, she split in place!

"I,, I was talking in my sleep!"

No, what a bad thing it is.

In my dream yesterday, I salivated over my idol, so I didn’t say anything about tigers or wolfs!