It was Xiao Ping who got up early the next day.

Lei Fuchao didn't sleep well, mainly because he fell asleep unwillingly.It is inevitable that people will have this kind of mood: after a very happy night, when you wake up with your eyes open, the days will return to deserted.

Even drowsy and hangover, the first second he woke up, he wasn't even sure if Xiao Ping really came back last night, and whether the following things were just a dream.

But of course that is not the case.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he met Xiao Ping's gaze hiding a smile.

Right now, this kind of action of leaning on him and looking at him face to face—commonly known as bed dong—is Xiao Ping's favorite action.

This time Xiao Ping didn't have any strawberries in his hand, but he brought a glass of honey lemonade from the bedside table as soon as he stretched out his hand, and asked him cheerfully, "Do you have a headache? Do you want to drink some?"

Lei Fuchao slowly sat up from the gap left between his arms, rubbed his temples, his mind was a bit messy.

For a moment, I didn't remember what wrong operation I made last night.

He could only see that Xiao Ping treated him with a little carelessness, but since he found out that his physical condition had plummeted, Xiao Ping would often show such an expression.

Lei Fuchao lazily took a sip of water from his cup, looked around, and noticed some changes in the room.

These changes are not big, and they are not decorations, or an extra tree or cat in the room.

Everywhere is more subtle, just adding some popularity.

For example, there was something on the table that was steaming upwards indistinctly. Lei Fuchao took a few more glances before he found out that it was a steamed bun.

There are also two cups of warm soy milk next to the Xiaolongbao.

Looking aside, Xiao Ping idly put his coat on the back of the chair, grabbed two dog's tail grass from nowhere, folded it into a grass rabbit, and put a piece of it in his pocket.

The bath slippers by the door of the bathroom were in a mess at the far end of the floor, not neatly arranged horizontally at all.

Xiao Ping also took out the new socks he put into the suitcase in balls and placed them around.

Lei Fuchao put his left hand on Xiao Ping's right hand holding the cup, took another sip of lemonade, lifted the quilt and said, "Good morning, let me get up."

Before his words fell to the ground, Xiao Ping quickly put down the cup and rolled to his side.

Seeing his series of actions, Lei Fuchao felt inexplicably in a good mood, and could not help but smile slightly.

After he got out of bed, Xiao Ping caught up with him in three steps at a time, holding him from behind while brushing his teeth.

Lei Fuchao looked in the mirror, and could see Xiao Ping smiling on his shoulder, his smile was so sweet.

After taking a shower, he walked out of the bathroom, wearing a ghost-like Xiao Ping on his body, following his steps, not using much force, just sticking to him tenaciously.

It wasn't until seeing him picking up the phone that Xiao Ping's movements seemed to stiffen suddenly.

Lei Fuchao:?

Xiao Ping talked about him: "Brother Lei, I bought the steamed buns and soy milk to make amends for you. You bought them last time because I failed to eat them. You can eat them now!"

Okay, Lei Fuchao heard it, something must have happened.

Lei Fuchao frowned, and while eating a small steamed bun, he vigilantly unlocked the lock screen of his phone.

... Then he was knocked down unexpectedly and stood there for 5 minutes.

Xiao Ping innocently smoothed his hair for a full 5 minutes, as innocent as if he hadn't participated in it by pinning Weibo to add fuel to the fire.

The tone is also very detached: "Brother Lei, put aside the Internet and think about happy things!"

Lei Fuchao couldn't do it, in fact, Lei Fuchao was languid all day afterwards.

Although Xiao Ping was also one of the culprits who made things worse, Lei Fuchao hesitated for a moment and chose to ask him for comfort.

"Coax me." Lei Fuchao covered his face in depression.

Xiao Ping was kind and kind, and after feeding him the whole breakfast, he pulled him to talk funny things for a while after breakfast, and then asked, "Are you going to the studio today?"

"Not for the time being," Lei Fuchao replied, "Take a break, and finish the tune in the morning."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glanced at the phone again.

He fell asleep after parking his account on Pingfengpolang's account last night, and now his phone is buzzing with new messages, this frequency is obviously abnormal for Pingfengpolang's account.

Forcibly turning a blind eye for a while, Lei Fuchao still couldn't help picking up his phone to take another look.

Comment A: "It's late, can I still ask questions now! [狗头] May I ask Mrs. Polang, how does it feel to fall off the horse?"

Comment B: "It's too late, can I still ask questions now! [狗头] May I ask Mrs. Polang, how did you get into the crew of "Wa Sui"? The inspirational fans really hammered it!"

C: "It's late, can I still ask questions now! [狗头] May I ask Mrs. Polang, what kind of experience is it like to be proposed by Brother Xiao?"

D: "Mrs. Polang! Ma'am, are you there! Ma'am, comment back! [狗头] [狗头]"

……

Lei Fuchao put down the phone again without a word, and lay on Xiao Ping's shoulder.

"How do you feel?" Xiao Ping teased him with a smothered smile, with a capitalized vengeance in his tone, "When I fell off the horse, you still made trouble."

Lei Fuchao didn't have the strength to take revenge on him anymore, not to mention what Xiao said, he was indeed at fault in this matter.

So Lei Fuchao also began to talk about him from left to right: "What did you leave in my room before?"

Xiao Ping was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that when Zhu Yina quarreled on the phone, before he left the room, he left behind the gift box he wanted to give to Lei Fuchao.

In the box is a necklace, the style is no longer fashionable, but it is the first time Lei Fuchao expressed his desire to him ten years ago.

Even if it was not the intention of asking for it, but just casually mentioning the things he likes, Xiao Ping had already made up his mind to buy them for him.

As soon as this was mentioned, Xiao Ping felt a little annoyed. Originally, this gift should appear in front of the engagement ring.

He thought that Lei Fuchao should have taken it apart a long time ago, but he just didn't put it on in a fit of anger, or he didn't like it anymore, but he didn't expect that Lei Fuchao didn't take it off at all.

He glanced at Lei Fuchao blankly, and asked, "Did you open it and take a look?"

"No." Lei Fuchao turned around and found the small box, and said helplessly, "I guess you want to open it with me."

Xiao Ping was amused when he heard it, and quickly wiped away the astonishment on his face, his eyes became brighter and happier.

"However..." To his surprise, Lei Fuchao suddenly dragged on a long tone, and changed the topic, "I have one condition now."

Xiao Ping:?

Then I heard Lei Fuchao solemnly say: "Go and clarify, it's not me, but you."

Xiao Ping: "..."

At this moment, Xiao Ping was truly overwhelmed by his refusal to accept his fate and his will to survive from desperation.

Xiao Ping: "Who would believe it? Shall I say 'excellent reputation' for you?"

Lei Fuchao: "That's right, we are already married partners, so it's not surprising you say that."

Xiao Ping: "No, no, no, everyone knows that if you brag about me, you will only get my crazy approval and another wave of mad bragging."

Lei Fuchao: "That's because you just got engaged to me, and you want to use a courteous tone to the outside world!"

Xiao Ping simply admired him so much that he threw himself to the ground.

However, Xiao Ping couldn't help raising the most crucial point: "But in this way, they will have a carnival in vain. They will be told that it is fake when they eat real candy."

Lei Fuchao seemed very unhappy: "Oh, so you won't even agree to my little request?"

In fact, it is possible to agree. At most, Xiao Ping would only regret the lack of a super coquettish operation to show affection, but if Lei Fuchao is really unhappy, he must definitely consider Lei Fuchao first.

only……

Xiao Ping found it strange, usually speaking, Lei Fuchao would not deceive himself or others about this kind of thing.

He guessed right.

Before he could answer again, he pretended to be unhappy and finished the previous sentence, Lei Fuchao immediately added with confidence: "Then I'm going to make a fuss."

It seems that there is still a cause and effect.

Xiao Ping was speechless for a while, and couldn't bear to look directly at him and pointed out: "Brother Lei, you can actually learn from me, I always make trouble directly."

Lei Fuchao: "..."

The author has something to say: Thank you "Tan Cha" for playing!Thanks to Lei from "Dai" and "Yu Ishigami is so cute!"!Thanks to "slls" and "Xiaoxiao Muyu" for their nutrient solution!

I also apologize, I'm sorry I was out of my mind yesterday, and I forgot to check the list of added Overlord tickets when I played by hand, I'm sorry little angels 1551, I added it.

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