[Bottle Evil] 2015 is the right time to get married

This night is destined to be a sleepless night. I just learned that Poker-Face also has a crush on me, so how could I possibly be able to sleep?

Looking at the green gauze cabinet in the room that separates us, I had some expectations at first, but unfortunately, before going to bed at night, Poker Ping didn’t mention whether he would share the same bed with me. I was disappointed and wanted to invite him I don’t know how to speak. I originally wanted to ask him to stay with me for a while because of his illness and fever. Maybe he will sleep with my clothes later. I didn’t expect to drink a large bowl of hot medicine in one breath just now. I sweated before going to bed, and my body temperature dropped a lot.

Poker bottle fell asleep with me in the inner room, touched my forehead, and the expression on his face relaxed a little, he said: "Yes, I've already retreated." He tucked the corner of the quilt for me, and told me, "The quilt Cover it well, and you won’t get cold at night.” I responded one by one, and he added, “It’s cold outside at night, don’t open the window.”

I couldn't help laughing again, I didn't expect Pokerfing to be so caring about people, I think he is now a thermos, and my heart feels warm when I cover it.

He said he was about to go out, but I quit, so I quickly grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Are you leaving now?"

Poker bottle looked at me, his eyes turned from confusion to understanding, he bent down and kissed my forehead lightly, and stroked my hair, saying: "Good night."

I:"……"

A few hours ago, I would have been so excited for him to give him a good night kiss, but how can I be satisfied at this moment?I saw that he really didn't intend to stay and sleep with me, so I shrank into the quilt and said in a muffled voice, "Then go to sleep..."

Then it was like this, I lay alone for an hour or two in silence and couldn't fall asleep.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m sick or because I’m too excited, but my heart beats fast all the time, and I couldn’t help but look outside the gauze cabinet. Poker-Face was lying quietly on that bed, and he should have fallen asleep. Have you thought about our relationship, is this considered to be together?Poker bottle hasn't told me clearly yet, what does it mean that he kissed me?Now that we are legally married, can we not divorce in the future?Wouldn't it be the best arrangement to just make a fake show like this... When I have a chance in the future, I must discuss it with him and ask Poker-Face if he would like to make do with me like this?

I sighed, changed my sleeping position, and thought silently, I don’t know when Poker-Face had feelings for me. I know he has always been very concerned about my body, but my other friends and family also They all care about me, and I didn't think about it before, but now I feel that my father's concern has a taste of pampering between lovers. I am not a girl, and my father and I have never gotten along like this.

On the day of the wedding in Hangzhou, Poker-Face and I got along very well. I thought that when he came to pick up the bride, he would answer the fat guys' questions, my mobile phone number, ID card, and gifts from my preferences. Maybe he would answer them sooner. He was paying attention to me. Later, the kissing session that was supposed to be cancelled, was temporarily added at the wedding, and Poker-Face didn’t show any dislike. I remember that he hugged me for a long time after the kiss...

The corners of my mouth couldn't help but turn up again, but I also remember that half a month before the wedding, I had been in a cold war with him... Why did I get angry with him at that time?I just remembered it was because of our wedding photos. Even thinking about it now makes me angry. I spent a lot of time organizing his single photos, but Boyouping dismissed them and only thought about those formal wedding photos. ...Hmm, this seems to be a bit of a misunderstanding. Maybe Poker-Face liked me appearing in the photo with him more then?

However, the rejection written all over his body when taking wedding photos and ID photos is not fake!I couldn't sleep anyway, so I sneaked up and took out the marriage certificate I was carrying with me from my bag, and looked at it carefully with the light of my mobile phone, and I was very frustrated to confirm that Poker-Face didn't have any good feelings for me at that time, But this guy is also handsome with a straight face. At that time, my mother said that I was the only one who was ugly, but she was right... I don’t know if Poker-Face looks at this photo now, will he regret sitting so far away from me?

However, I'm not even sure if he wants to spend the rest of his life with me. The things I mentioned in the past ten years may have been caused by Poker Ping who lost control of his emotions and kissed me. Otherwise, he wouldn't mention it now The green yarn cabinet in the room?

…Speaking of sleeping with Poker Bottle, is that human beings able to do it?It's more realistic to lie flat and let yourself be fucked. They are all men. If you want to, then...how can I not?I've thought too much, why don't I find an opportunity to create an atmosphere like today's, and I'll be satisfied if I can kiss him...

I just thought about it over and over for half a night, and I didn't feel a little sleepy until the sky was getting brighter.

Poker-Face got up very early, and I had not fallen asleep for a long time. I vaguely felt him sitting down beside my bed, testing my forehead and breathing, and asked in a deep voice, "Why is it burning again?"

I wanted to talk to him, but my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn’t lift them up, so I called out to my little brother in a daze, my voice was terribly hoarse, and I felt Poker’s palm covering my eyes, and said to me: “Don’t talk, don’t talk anymore Get some sleep."

I'm still on the verge of a dream, and the discomfort in my body makes me look forward to the contact with Poker Bottle even more. It's really hopeless, but I don't see him for one night, but I also feel like I miss him, of course I miss him, I've clearly missed him for a whole day One night, when it finally dawned, he came to see me, and left in a hurry before he could say a few words... This stuffy bottle is really annoying.

I slept for a while, and saw that the sky was already bright, and Pokerfoil woke me up. Because I didn’t fall asleep much at night, I actually felt sicker than yesterday. He fed me medicine, and I also Leaning in his arms as a matter of course, but at this moment, I don't have the heart to think about what's there, it's all because I don't have the strength, and I can only play with him when I'm sick.

Boyouping also brought me porridge. I haven't enjoyed the treatment of having breakfast in bed for many years, so he almost fed it himself. Unfortunately, my throat hurts so bad that I can't even drink water. I really can't eat much. I still swallowed a few mouthfuls for the sake of the stuffy oil bottle, and he wanted to feed again, so I leaned on his shoulder and begged, closing my eyes and telling him how uncomfortable I was, so he finally stopped forcing me to drink Finish that bowl of porridge.

I was tossed about by him taking medicine and porridge for a long time, and I couldn't fall asleep right away for a while, so I looked at Poker Bottle with a little hope, and asked him if he was going to go out to do some errands today, and he wouldn't be able to sleep until night. return.

To my surprise, Poker-Face had no intention of getting up and leaving. He grabbed my wrist and put it under the quilt, and said, "I won't go out, I pushed it." He looked at me and said, " Don’t worry about that, we’ll talk about it when you get better.”

As soon as I heard it, I regained my spirits, changed my previous depression, and straightened up and asked: "Then you will be at home for a few days?"

Poker-Face looked at me and nodded, and I was immediately in high spirits, feeling half-cured from my illness, so I asked: "Then can you accompany me to sleep again now?" I said and lay down on the bed, patted The edge of the bed said to him, "Is it okay to sleep here?"

Poker-Face looked at me, then at the bed, lowered his eyes, and said silently: "I want to ask the doctor to come over again, you still have a bad fever today..."

"I've only had two doses of medicine!" I quickly persuaded him, "It's not so fast, it's not a panacea...I promise it will be fine in the afternoon, you can sleep with me for a while, if you can't, then you can call a doctor, okay no?"

Poker-Face hesitated for a moment, I thought he would not, and felt a little lost in my heart, but I saw him take off his shoes silently, and slowly lay down next to me, without taking off his clothes, just lying there in a daze .

I thought it was funny, and didn't ask for anything anymore. I moved to his side, put my arms around his shoulders, and buried my face in his neck. Only then did I feel that the emptiness of the night was filled, and my mood One good, jokingly said to him: "Maybe if you stay with me for a while, I'll be fine..."

When I said this, I secretly looked up at him, Poker-Face closed his eyes when he heard the words, but I noticed that his eyelashes were trembling slightly.