"It feels so big." (It feels like it's big.)

The freed Ying Sitong rubbed her sore chin with her hands. For some reason, she always felt that her tongue was not like hers.

There is something strange in the mouth inexplicably. I want to swallow it but can't. This feeling is probably similar to the fact that my legs are numb after sitting for a long time, and my body is connected to other people's legs.

Or if the sleeping position is poor, it will cause the right arm to numb, let alone sleeping like holding a man's hand.

In short, this is probably the feeling of being so distressing to please yourself after being single for a long time?

Xia Yuan glared at her angrily, "Look, do you dare to lick it casually in the future?"

"Aren't I afraid of wasting?" Ying Sitong pouted, "It's all the most precious things in you..."

I think you are just greedy.

Xia Yuan sighed, silently pinched a bougainvillea from the corner of the wall and walked into the house.

"What a good flower, why are you pinching it?" Ying Sitong said dissatisfied.

"This type of climbing plant grows densely to block the sun and needs to be pruned in the morning and evening."

He turned around and closed the balcony door and turned around.

"And, there are flowers that can be folded directly, so don't let the golden cup face the moon empty, this is..."

Why do I feel like I have heard this sentence somewhere, but Xia Yuan suddenly couldn't remember it for a while.

"All right."

Ying Sitong didn't care too much, so she sat on the bed and looked at Jiang Xiaoling, "Sister Ling, do you want to eat some chocolate? I have a kid on the set today to give it to me."

As she spoke, she took out a piece of chocolate in the down jacket and handed it to Jiang Xiaoling.

"oh."

Jiang Xiaoling nodded silently and took it from her.

She frowned, always feeling like she had forgotten something important...

After living together for a long time, everyone gets along naturally like a family, so when did Jiang Xiaoling come and what did she do? Ying Sitong didn't find it strange.

"Ah, the phone is out of power."

Ying Sitong patted her phone, looking depressed.

Isn't it?

Think about the power supply equipment on the set that provides various instruments, lights... where can I get the spare sockets to charge you? It is normal for the smart phone to run out of power after one day.

Now it is no longer the Nokia era when charging for 5 minutes and standby 30 days.

Xia Yuan sat down silently on the other side of the bed and charged his cell phone.

It was at this moment that when he saw them take out their cell phones, Jiang Xiaoling suddenly slapped his forehead.

"I finally remembered it."

She picked up the phone and looked at it. Perhaps because Zhang Shiting couldn't wait, she had hung up the phone.

Jiang Xiaoling quickly broadcast one for her and went back.

Ying Sitong was lying on the bed while looking at the battery level of his mobile phone, muttering to himself, "It's uncomfortable, an anchor's mobile phone has no power, just like a soldier on the battlefield has no bullets in his gun-

I'm going to die..."

Two seconds later, Ying Sitong's phone was still black.

"Strange, why does it feel like the phone is broken and cannot charge it?"

"Hey, aunt," Jiang Xiaoling had already answered Zhang Shiting's phone number.

"Are they finished their work?" Zhang Shiting asked weakly.

"Well, they are now..." Jiang Xiaoling held the phone and looked back.

Ying Sitong was fiddling with her cell phone, but she felt that she was not doing well because she couldn't charge it.

"Oh, I'm going to die..."

"It's just a small matter, I'll help you see." Xia Yuan said, holding up his body and climbing from the bed to her side, "Have you inserted your tail into it?"

"It's plugged in." Ying Sitong moved the power cord, "Look, it's quite tight."

"Then I'll look at the plug."

Xia Yuan climbed along the line to the socket at the head of the bed.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaoling quickly replied to Zhang Shiting, "They are now working on the plug, and Sitong's cell phone is out of power."

"Oh..." My aunt's tone sounded like she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll give them the phone?"

Jiang Xiaoling took two steps forward and handed the phone to Xia Yuan.

But Xia Yuan was busy checking the reasons and did not notice her.

"Look, the plug is loose."

"Really?"

Xia Yuan tightened the plug-in tightly, and Ying Sitong's mobile phone immediately had a vibration reaction of charging reminder.

"There's there."

"Isn't this good?" Xia Yuan curled his lips.

Ying Sitong lay on the bed and looked at her cell phone, "Ah, I thought I was going to die, but now I'm finally alive."

Is your life a little cheap?

Xia Yuan shook his head and glanced at the bougainvillea placed at the bedside from the corner of his eyes, so he suddenly had a whim to take it to Ying Sitong's side.

"Xia..." Jiang Xiaoling shouted, and never interrupted from beginning to end.

"what?"

Noting the tall figure in front of him, Ying Sitong quietly raised her head and looked at Xia Yuan with confusion.

Xia Yuan smiled slightly and raised the bougainvillea in his hand.

"A beauty is like a flower, I'll put it in for you."

“Um…”

Ying Sitong's face turned slightly red, she glanced at Jiang Xiaoling in the room, feeling a little embarrassed, "Sister Ling is still here."

"What are we afraid of? We didn't do anything."

Xia Yuan leaned down and put the bougainvillea on her hair.

Ying Sitong was stunned for a moment, bit her lower lip and shook her head.

"Don't move, what should I do if I get stuck in a crooked position later?"

"No, you fuck me so ugly."

"Wait a moment."

Just on the other end of the phone that none of the three of them noticed, Zhang Shiting's eyes were dull and her mind was blank.

The plug is loose, and it looks good... Why can't I get in touch with this context?

"Xiao Ling, are you sure they are making plugs?"

It was at this moment that Ying Sitong raised her phone and looked at it as a mirror, and then silently pulled the bougainvillea off her head.

"No, I want to try it in for you, and see if it's ugly."

"don't want."

Xia Yuan shook his head into a rattle and took a step back.

The two looked at each other and laughed, playing a chase game inside the room, laughing endlessly.

...

"Oh, we were just playing with flower arrangement."

After Xia Yuan's explanation, Zhang Shiting realized it.

"Or what do you think it is?"

"I..." Zhang Shiting was blocked and didn't breathe, and coughed a few times. "Of course I think you are arranging flowers. I couldn't get through when I called you before. It was obvious that my phone was out of power and was getting the plug."

"Well, that's it." Xia Yuan curled his lips, "So what are you asking for us?"

"Aren't you going to film in Northern Xinjiang?" Zhang Shiting said in a flattering tone, "Can you bring some gifts to your aunt when you come back?"

"Yes," Xia Yuan nodded, "Do you want mutton skewers or cut cakes?"

“…”

"Otherwise, the flower hat, Cordyceps?"

"I'm very special..." My aunt suppressed her anger and said with a smile, "Can you ask me for a few signature photos of Feng Yuyan?"

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