The little counselor is getting divorced every day

One on the left and one on the right, Hei and the rainbow quilt were lying side by side in peace, Bai Ning was afraid that Wen Yizhou would drive him out, so he jumped onto the bed, picked up his rainbow quilt, rolled and sang, and kicked the black quilt On the ground, "It's so ugly, how could there be such a thing on my bed."

Wen Yizhou shook his head helplessly, picked up the quilt, put it on the chair, and corrected: "This is not your room," but when he met Bai Ning's confused eyes, he compromised, "Forget it, go wash up first. .”

The last time when he was drunk, Bai Ning called his brother one by one, and instead of talking coquettishly, he even licked his lips, saying that he wanted to sleep together.This time, Bai Ning closed his eyes, while pretending to be sleepy, it took a lot of courage to say: "Brother, Ning Ning can't move anymore."

Wen Yizhou said that if he served him in the game, he would serve him back. Now is the best opportunity, but as soon as Bai Ning finished speaking, his face turned red.

Against the backdrop of the black bed sheets, Bai Ning's cheeks are white, tender and pink, making people want to pinch and kiss, almost as soon as Wen Yizhou realized this, he looked away uncomfortably. His quilt was thrown casually on the wide bed.

"Brother, that's so ugly." Said, Bai Ning let go of the rainbow quilt, kicked it off the bed again, and sat up to check if it really fell off the bed.

"It's not that you can't move." Wen Yizhou was a little amused, and this person acted awkwardly.

"Little... Ning Ning..." Bai Ning stammered and didn't know what to say, so he stood up and threw himself into Wen Yizhou's arms, "Brother, Ning Ning really doesn't like black quilts."

Bai Ning buried his face on his shoulders and neck, wrapped his hands around his waist, and pressed his body tightly against his. From this posture, Wen Yizhou could smell the mellow aroma of wine on his body and feel his powerful strength. His heartbeat was rubbed against by his soft hair, it felt subtle but good.

He raised his hand, hesitated, pulled the person away with the hand he wanted to hug, and led him into the bathroom.

Han Luo not only carried Bai Ning's pillow and quilt, but also displayed his toiletries here. For a moment, Wen Yizhou didn't know what this cousin thought of their marriage, and he didn't care much about Bai Ning's feelings when he said it was a match. , Said that he would not do a prank.

"Brush your teeth first." Bai Ning leaned against Wen Yizhou weakly and stared at the sink, he didn't move for a long time, so he had to help him squeeze the toothpaste and hand it to him.

"Thank you brother." Bai Ning also squeezed toothpaste for Wen Yizhou, and then obediently began to brush his teeth.

Originally, he was just supervising the little one washing up, but now Wen Yizhou stood side by side with him. In the mirror, he saw a person with a smile on his face and white foam on the corner of his mouth, and another person with an expressionless face and slightly stunned movements.Bai Ning's eyes were full of undisguised happiness, simple and pure, Wen Yizhou couldn't help but think, the drunk Bai Ning is cuter.

The two washed their faces together again, like a couple who have been married for many years and have a tacit daily life.

"Brother, Ning Ning wants to take a bath." Bai Ning put his face on his arm to hide the blush when he said this, Wen Yizhou didn't hesitate at all, and asked like a child, "Can I wash myself? "Almost as soon as he finished asking, he wanted to go out and wait for him, but he heard an unexpected answer, "Ning Ning can't."

"Then you don't need to wash it." Wen Yizhou turned on the shower head, took it off, and washed Bai Ning's feet. He didn't notice the disappointment flashing across his face for a moment, and asked him to go out to sleep.

But Bai Ning didn't move, just stared at him, Wen Yizhou had no choice but to take people out first.

Bai Ning ignored the black sheets, went to bed obediently, and began to take off his clothes. Soon, his fair body and the pink/tender dogwood on his chest were exposed in the air. Looking at his little red face, messy hair, Wen Yizhou's Adam's apple Rolling impatiently, in doubt and helplessness, he said with some forbearance and anger: "What are you doing?"

"Brother, Ning Ning undresses and goes to bed."