Male God Please Lie Down

With a cold snort, he took the bucket and got out the water in the tub, bucket by bucket.

I went to the kitchen again and boiled myself a pot of water.

It wasn't until her own bathtub was full that she burned the charcoal again and closed the door again.

snort!

At this moment, looking at Yin Qingming, who was lying in a ball, Fang Ruofei smiled coldly.

After taking a shower, she sat there wringing her hair, and at this moment she couldn't help but miss her days when she had a maid waiting on her.

When I think of this, I can't help but start resenting it all because of Yin Qingming, and it's because she has been reluctant to move to Ouyang Mansion, otherwise she wouldn't live this way.

Wait, she can get sick deliberately, and then...there is no money at all, Yin Qingming can't just look at herself uncomfortable!

Her eyes brightened when she thought of this.

She really wanted to live in Ouyang Mansion too much, and she missed Ouyang Ye too much if she didn't see each other like three autumns.

Thinking of this good idea, Fang Ruofei didn't put on clothes, opened the door and walked out.

Wearing a thin coat, my hair is not completely dry, and I have just taken a shower, and my pores are open.

Standing outside at this time, the cold wind was blowing in the twelfth month of winter.

It was too cold, and Fang Ruofei's cold teeth trembled after a while.

Humming.

She embraced her body with her hands, it was too cold. At this moment, she wanted to go back to the warm room, and she wanted to sleep with the fragrant and soft quilt.

But when he thought of his own purpose, Yin Qingming's heart became fierce again.

What can be unsuccessful for a person who is so cruel to himself.

Yin Qingming was sleeping in the warm quilt, looking at the silhouette in front of the door, that figure was trembling slightly.

"hehe--"

Yin Qingming chuckles coldly, this kind of person is really fighting.

However, she was sick...just sick.

When the time comes, she will regret it!

Yin Qingming hugged the quilt, turned over, and went back to sleep.

"Aqian—Aqian—"

Fang Ruofei was outside, a sneeze, a sneeze began to come out.

In the end, she couldn't help it anymore and began to walk into the house.

It was too cold. The hair that hadn't dried out before was already slightly frozen at this time, and it was very hard.

Fang Ruofei sat there, wrapped the quilt on her body, took another cup of hot water, and took a few sips.

After taking a sip, he spit out a sip of mist.

Although the body suffered from this, she didn't feel any uncomfortable at all.

She was trembling all the time, even if she was already in the warm room, wrapped in quilt.

Just sitting there for a while, she walked to the bed and slept outside, wrapped in a quilt, staring at the burning candle without moving her eyes.

There was a firm light in his eyes.

At dawn, Yin Qingming got up. She put on her clothes, and seeing Fang Ruofei who was still asleep flushed, obviously...she was already hot.

If I asked for it, I deserve it, and I want to set myself off.

But this kind of holding her body is too cruel, or does she think too much of herself?

I think she is in her own mind, how important is that person, can she not be so self-esteem!