Panguan

Xiao Zhao confirmed that the little bastard had the word "Shi" on his belly, and heaved a long sigh of relief. Put it back into the pond again, poke its head gently with a grass jīng and say, "It's three poles in the sun, wake up."

"I have prepared a lot of delicious food, aren't you hungry?" Da Zhao continued.

"The water has been boiled four times, why don't you take a bath?"

"What if I wash and sleep again?"

"……oh."

Lao Mao's face was a little colorful when he heard it, he couldn't hold it back, he moved towards the window, and slowly stretched out his head.

In the room, Chen Buzhi was flipping through an old book on the table, leaning on his leg when he heard it, curled up on his side and still sleeping.

As soon as Lao Mao glanced at it, he saw Chen Bubu raised his head from the book and touched his lips with his index finger.

In a hurry, Lao Mao retreated to the corner again.

"Are you awake?" Da Zhao asked hopefully with his almond eyes open.

"Are you going to eat?" Xiao Zhao also became more energetic.

"No, let's shut up." Lao Mao said.

As everyone knows, just after saying this, the person on the bed moved.

***

I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time.

When I was a child, I didn't dare to sleep much because of the entanglement in the world, but when I was older, I couldn't sleep well because of my heavy thoughts. Later, without the spirit image and memory, even the dream was empty. Occasionally flashed some sporadic past events, and I could have a headache for several days after waking up.

He has never looked forward to sleeping, nor does he feel relaxed, it's just something he has to do. Sometimes lying on the bed groggy all night is not as good as nodding your head and taking a light nap during the chess game back then.

This was the first time in his memory that he slept through the night without any burden or worry.

When I opened my eyes, the sky was bright.

He was not used to the brightness at first, half-closed his eyes, and the light diffused in from the gaps in the eyelashes. It was a slow and ironing process, and he even had a rare urge to delay for a while.

Until he heard faint voices outside the house.

He raised his elbow to cover his eyes, but bumped into another person's body. Not only that, but the pillow feels weird to the touch...

It's not quite like a pillow.

When I heard it: "..."

He was still dazed one second, and completely awake the next second. He opened his eyes suddenly, and heard a dusty voice: "Did they wake you up?"

Wen Shi looked at him in a daze.

When I opened my eyes for the first time, I saw the dust from such an angle, and I almost couldn't react when I smelled it.

"Have you had enough sleep? Why isn't the panda mark much lighter?" Chen Dao lowered his head and wiped the skin under his eyes, and looked at his thumb seriously, as if the slight blue mark would fade.

When I heard it, half Lai Chuáng half hid and turned my face inward, rubbing against the piled robes around Chen Bu's waist, only then did I understand how I slept.

"I..." He supported the edge of the bed and was about to get up, but when his waistline stretched to a certain extent, he froze very obviously.

"Extremely uncomfortable?" Chen Dao put the book aside and stretched out his hand.

The temperature of his palm was just right, covering the tense muscle line, relieving the sudden soreness. But when I heard it, the robe was untied, a little loose, and my dusty hand was not under the cloth...

Looking at the past from the perspective of Wen Shi, it is inevitable that there is some overlap with the scene last night.

He grabbed Chen Bubu's wrist and said, "Okay."

"real?"

"Um."

Chen didn't look into his eyes, then glanced at his hands and pursed lips, suddenly smiled and said, "Are you getting shy after seeing the light?"

When I heard it: "..."

put--

No.

You think too much.

What a shame.

The Patriarch of Puppet Art frowned slightly, with a cold and serious look that strangers and acquaintances (especially those who are not dusty) should not approach, enduring some strange feelings that are inconvenient to speak, and tried to get out of bed and leave the scene.

As a result, as soon as I moved, I felt something was pulled.

When I heard it, I was a little puzzled. I took a look at my hand first, and there was a part of the puppet thread still on my finger... It was just very messy, obviously I had been dragged and dragged so many times.

Each of them is placed very long, twisting and entangled and hidden in the scattered robes.

When he heard it, he tugged at the hem of the robe, and saw that some of the puppet threads were on his waist, the loose parts almost reached his hip bones, some of them went around his legs, and the ends were messily wrapped around his ankles.

And when he saw his ankle, he happened to see a dark mark on the edge of the bed, where there was a faint fragrance of bamboo. It should be that the medicated oil was overturned last night and seeped out from the pores of the bamboo tube...

When I heard it: "..."

There was a mess at the scene, and his face was not much better.

Although he didn't say a word, there was a sentence written all over his face: Why did my puppet thread wrap around me? I clearly...

"Yes." Chen Dao just hooked a thread and twisted it between his fingers, listening to all the questions of the top puppet master.

Seeing him picking up the thread and bringing it to Wen Shi, he said with a smile, "Why don't you ask it, why is it so disobedient at the critical moment, and it hasn't learned to behave after so many years."

When I heard it: "..."

This remark brings up some past events.

When I heard about it, I just started learning puppetry

, was not close to other people, and did not want to go to the mountainside to practice, so he only caught Chen Bu as a target. If there is nothing to do, he greets Chen Buo with the puppet thread, and from the beginning he let it out in a daze, and then he learned to sneak attack.