Dear Commander-in-Chief

After Yun Qiao kicked the man out of bed, he gradually recovered.

Ah, I almost forgot, this is not her princess's bedroom.

This is the little broken house of a cheap husband.

Huh? How could someone break into the cheap husband’s small broken house?

What happened last night?

She pinched her eyebrows and tried to remember: At the beginning, she watched the second season of "The Running Goddess" premiered ahead of schedule with Gong Sheng, and Gong Sheng even peeled her crayfish to eat.

Later, she ate and ate... as if she couldn't remember what was going on.

Could it be that you just fell asleep?

Yun Qiao wiped his mouth nervously at once-it was clean, without any crayfish residue. He opened the quilt again and looked at her clothes—well, she was originally wearing a dressing gown skirt, and it was intact at the moment.

Then...who is that man on the ground?

Could it be...

A possibility flashed through Yun Qiao's mind, and he stretched out his neck and looked under the bed with some guilty conscience.

"Cough cough cough, husband, um, I had a nightmare just now, and I was talking in dreams, don't mind you..."

Gong Sheng was suffocating his stomach, but when he heard Yun Qiao's sweet "husband", he immediately lost his temper: "Well, it's okay."

What was the crayfish scum that was rubbed by a little woman last night, what was she halfway asleep in the arms and refused to move, so that half of his arm was sore and unable to move, what did she use up when she woke up? I just threw it away, kicked my revenge... all these things are ignored!

Yun Qiao also knows how to do things, and quickly got up to help him: "Slow down, husband."

Don't kick the man down, let her pay for the medical expenses, and she will lose a lot.

Gong Sheng took a breath: "..."

Woman, you just pulled the muscle on Benfujun's arm that was sore by your pillow!

It hurts, don’t you understand!.

However, for the sake of the soft "husband", he still held up a smile: "Well, it's okay."

The implication is, next time you don't sleep in the bedroom of the palace, okay?

We are not real couples!

Gong Sheng's lips moved.

That's right, very uncomfortable!

But the problem was not the bed, but a certain little woman who was not honest all night, pressing him like an octopus, making him basically sleepless all night, and only took a nap in the early morning.

However, he still said gently: "It's okay. Next time I will ask you to change to a larger bed."

The bed is bigger, next time she rolls as much as she wants, and it can hold him.

How could Yun Qiao guess the deep thoughts of a man?

I just feel that the palace saint is very generous and generous: "Okay, the previous bed in this palace was also oversized, bigger than your small broken room."

Sure enough, Gong Sheng asked: "You used to be in the countryside of Qingcheng, didn't you have bad conditions at home?"

Yun Qiao hurriedly said haha: "That's because you haven't been to the country. The country's conditions are not good, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, huh, but... The villa is bigger..."

Fortunately, this palace was so knowledgeable and used to go to the countryside to provide disaster relief, so I knew a little bit, otherwise I really couldn't deal with the interrogation of the cheap husband!

Yun Qiao talked so much, and finally fooled Gong Shengyi temporarily.