Morning Attack on the Bamboo Horse's Bed

Author: honey with ice

Morning Attack on the Bamboo Horse's Bed

The lights are out and everything is silent.

December in Jiangcheng is rarely as peaceful as tonight. It is next to the river and the wind is strong.

Wen Yu lay down on the bed. Instead of lying flat as usual, he turned over and faced Xiao Qingmei. The room was dark, and the afterglow of the street lamp carved a slit on the window. His gaze fell on

Above, it gradually diverges.

My little girlfriend, are you lying down too?

Lying on her bed.

From such childhood sweethearts to the cohabiting lovers like yesterday, it was very fast and very slow.

Going to tell his parents, "We are in love," was something he had always thought about, sometimes strongly and sometimes indifferently. Today, when he returned to Jiangcheng and their own home, he looked at his bed and the window opposite.

, suddenly felt——

He has become accustomed to and enjoys having Xiao Qingmei by his side.

Or chatting in the middle of the night with um um um ah ah, or he was talking to Xiao Qingmei while dealing with things that he wanted to study, and ended up sleeping until he was spread out...

If something happens in the past two days, it's okay to be separated for three or two days, but it would be better if we could sleep with each other like that in the future.

It feels uncomfortable not being able to hold her.

The way to solve this discomfort is to announce to his parents and friends that he is in love with Fu Chengque.

Xiaoqingmei is about to become an adult, so what if she goes to talk about it?

What needs to be said.

But these words are for tomorrow, there are more important things today.

As twelve o'clock approached, Wen Yu called Xiao Qingmei.

When the call was connected, he called out "Qiao'er" and heard a muffled "Hmm" from the other end.

"Hiding under the covers?"

"Um."

"Ha ha……"

"Laughing fart."

"Are you tired? I had a run today and I'm exhausted."

"I'm very good!" shouted the other end, "I'm strong and I can beat you into a shrimp with one punch!"

"Okay, you started barking when I wasn't lying next to you." Wen Yu said, feigning anger.

"Haha hehe hehe... come here and bite me now if you can." Xiao Qingmei chuckled twice.

"After tomorrow, if you have the ability to say such things again, I will immediately go over and get into your bed. Believe it or not, I dare to let your parents see it!"

"..."

Wen Yu sneered and said, "Don't dare to say anything."

Fu Chengque got angry, "Shit! If you dare to come, I'll beat you up!"

"Remember."

"Remember! I will push you to the ground and beat you."

"What a fierce girl! Empress, right? I'll bring you to the house tomorrow."

"I'll ask your aunt to beat you in the past."

"Do you dare to fight alone?"

"Why don't I scream when I have help?"

"Okay, then I'll scream too, I have one too!"

"Who is your name?"

"My name is Sakamoto, and I will scratch you to death."

"A cat without a seed meows in vain because it only knows how to eat."

"The empress is so arrogant, I'm so angry..."

"Hahaha……"

The trivial and nutritious conversation made both of them find it interesting, as if they were back to a night before the college entrance examination when they couldn't sleep and chatted.

The laughter fell silent for a moment, and Fu Chengqiao rustled for a while, then heard her take a gentle breath and say:

"Xiao Yu."

"ah?"

"Do you really want to say it?"

"real."

"oh……"

"you are not willing?"

"willing."

The response without hesitation made Wen Yu pause. He pondered for a moment and asked with a smile:

"nervous?"

"A little."

"It's okay, I'm here. Don't worry."

"hey-hey……"

"What are you laughing at?"

"You are sharp-tongued and can boast, I am not afraid."

"As your girlfriend, you don't have any eyesight or emotional intelligence. You should say, 'My boyfriend is great and my parents will definitely like him. I'm not afraid.'"

The girl on the other end laughed happily a few times and said solemnly: "Okay."

"What?"

"My boyfriend is great and my parents will definitely like him. I'm not afraid."

"Yep."

"What about uncle and aunt?"

"My parents?"

"Um."

"I like you, don't worry."

"Do they think I'm still young, think I'm stupid, think I'm childish, etc... I've gained weight recently, eh, Xiaoyu... Otherwise, let's forget it? Or wait, you ask me to lose weight...

…”

"As long as I like it."

"do you like me?"

"I like it very much."

"Oh...hehe, I like you too!"

Wen Yu smiled and secretly looked at the time. When the number jumped from 59 to 00, he suddenly shouted in a brisk tone:

"Happy birthday! Qiaoer!"

"ah!?"

"It's twelve o'clock, Qiao'er, happy eighteenth birthday!"

The person on the phone was stunned for a moment, then suddenly screamed: "Wow! It's my birthday! I'm eighteen years old!"

in the microphone

"No, I'll give you a gift tomorrow. Oh, I'm so angry. Eighteen-year-old Qiaoer should have grown up in my arms."

"Huh? It sounds weird."

"How come, happy birthday."

"Say it again?"

"I'm eighteen, I'm an adult Qiao'er, so I'll say it again."
To be continued...