Jiang Wange took out his pillow from behind and hugged it in his arms, stretched out his green onion little finger and pointed it at the floor.

"You sleep on the ground."

Ye Sanjiang frowned: "Why?"

Jiang Wange's throat squirmed and looked away without a trace.

"The air conditioner in my room is broken and I can't blow out the air conditioner. It's impossible for me and my parents to squeeze in."

Ye Sanjiang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Yes."

"Then I'll go to the living room."

Jiang Wange: "!"

She immediately stretched out her little hand and pulled Ye Sanjiang's sleeve: "Wait a minute!"

Ye Sanjiang turned around: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Wange took a deep breath.

"You also said that I have low EQ. You go to the living room to sleep. What will my parents think when they see it when they go to the bathroom in the middle of the night? Moreover, there is no air conditioner in the living room. You want to be so hot!"

She spoke carefully and solemnly. Ye Sanjiang narrowed his eyes, but could not find any flaws.

I'm so annoyed... it's better to stay in a hotel.

"Okay."

Ye Sanjiang had no choice but to compromise.

When Jiang Wange heard this, his eyes bloomed in a brilliant way, and his pink cheeks showed a shallow dimples, which seemed to be filled with sweet water.

She threw her pillow onto the bed, then took a layer of bedding from the bed and threw it onto the floor.

"To express my apology, I personally make the bed for you!"

This is no longer called making a bed, this is called making a floor, okay!

However, Ye Sanjiang was amused by Jiang Wange's sudden attentive appearance.

Because he had just taken a shower, Jiang Wange exuded a fragrance of shower gel. Ye Sanjiang didn't know what brand it was, but it smelled very nice.

She knelt on the ground, her little hands tidied up the bedding, her long wet hair scattered on one side, the curves under her nightgown looked undulating, and even her pink heels revealed cuteness.

What a pretty girl, she has a mouth full of openness.

Ye Sanjiang sighed.

"alright!"

Jiang Wange clapped his hands gently, very satisfied with his masterpiece.

She looked up and smiled at Ye Sanjiang: "Let's sleep together."

The room suddenly became silent.

Ye Sanjiang is as stupid as a wooden chicken.jpg.

"Guru."

Jiang Wange swallowed gently, and his face turned his eyes away.

“I mean…”

"Would we sleep at the same time...or what if you fall asleep later, snoring and making me unable to sleep?"

"Together = At ​​the same time"

Ye Sanjiang glanced at her strangely.

"I'm still asleep at the same time... I can't do anything for those who graduate from the sleeping major. Don't worry, I still have something to do, I'm going to bed early."

Jiang Wange frowned: "What are you going to do?"

Ye Sanjiang sat on the floor and took out paper and pen from his backpack.

"Just sleep with you."

"cut!"

Jiang Wange rolled her eyes, kicked off the big white rabbit slippers, and her fair calf gently bent to the bed.

She rolled on the bed, so comfortable that she was babbling. Ye Sanjiang automatically blocked his ears, leaned against the wall and opened the notebook, and pressed the automatic pencil twice.

The guide objects are divided into familiar and unfamiliar.

The two categories have completely different strategies. In Ye Sanjiang's opinion, it is best to start with strange things, and the success rate is extremely high.

Correspondingly, it is very difficult to be familiar with.

Because familiarity means that the mystery retained between the two parties is close to zero, and the mystery is the top priority for the initial establishment of a love.

For Ye Sanjiang, Jiang Wange must be familiar, and it is not as good as it can be.

It's hell-level difficulty.

"What the hell are you doing?"

A head suddenly came to my side, which scared Ye Sanjiang to throw away all the pencils!

He closed his notebook with a "bang", closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and told himself in his heart: People are under the eaves, and they have to bow their heads.

Then crawl over silently and pick up the automatic pencil.

"Make a love strategy for tomorrow."

Jiang Wange's eyes flashed when he heard this.

She withdrew her head, sat in the bed, and thought for a while.

Suddenly my eyes widened.

He poked his head over again.

"show me!"

This time it should be the shower gel mixed with the smell of shampoo, and the unique fragrance of Jiang Wange. Ye Sanjiang turned his head, Jiang Wange's face was close to him, and the thin fuzz on his face was invisible under the light.

"Sister, can you have some self-knowledge? Can you tell the difference?"

"You are the target of being guided!"

"I've seen the strategy plan for you. I'm just making a big deal!"

Jiang Wange frowned and took his head back, and wiped the saliva from his face with disgust.

"You're the bullshit!"

Ye Sanjiang vomited blood, why did the key points she grasped were so clear...

It's impossible to communicate, it's impossible to communicate...

"Now, the president of the breakup club, please be five meters away from me, thank you."

Ye Sanjiang spoke very politely.

Jiang Wange gritted his tiger teeth and looked at him fiercely: "Just as if I like to be next to you, I'm so perverted!"

She moved her butt on the bed as if disgusted, away from Ye Sanjiang.

One minute later.

"This is my family! You are so perverted! You want me to stay away from you!"

"I'm so angry!"

Jiang Wange sat on the edge of the bed, kicking Ye Sanjiang in the face with his eyes closed. Ye Sanjiang felt pain and quickly pulled his backpack over under the dense attack of war to block his handsome face.

After realizing something was wrong, Jiang Wange changed his angle and kicked Ye Sanjiang on the back, which made even more force this time.

who I am?

Where am I?

Why did I have to bear this kind of pain when I was born?

Isn't it good for me to sleep on the street?

Ye Sanjiang threw away his backpack and grabbed Jiang Wange's feet with quick eyes and hands.

"Stop kicking!"

The room was silent again.

The two of them had a weird freeze.

Jiang Wange lay down beside the bed, and his little feet were grabbed by Ye Sanjiang. Fortunately, his nightgown dangled down in line with the laws of physics.

Who is the brother named Newton, don’t put the coffin board!

Ye Sanjiang stared at the soles of her feet, pink and tender, but it was a little cold, her calves were white and had a shiny backwards. It should be because of skin care products such as body lotion. Ye Sanjiang accidentally saw them in Jiang Wange's shopping cart.

Jiang Wange pulled her legs with a red face, but she didn't pull them away.
To be continued...