Early the next morning, the Heihong family carried bags and bags to buy goods. A team of seven or eight people walked on the street. Not to mention how many of them sneaked in to make up the numbers, the rate of turning around was quite high.

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At the front of the team were two little lolita girls, Qing Lianlian and Xiao Huo, running up and down the front laughing and jogging, causing Lianlian's sister Qing Yiyi to roll her eyes.

"You can say that I am an adult, but the result is that I am not as stable as Xiao Huo..."

Qing Yiyi complained about her sister, while Lan Yuying beside her comforted her with a helpless smile.

"Okay Yiyi, no matter how old you are when you run, jump and play, Lianlian is still a child after all!"

"That's better than two guys who lose energy every day."

Qing Yiyi showed her half-moon eyes and looked at the two guys hanging at the back of the team. She shook her head and sighed. She was too lazy to talk to them anymore. Instead, she turned to look at the serious Hei Muguang two beside her.

After they sobered up, they acted like good husbands, stable and reliable, as if they were not the ones who were caught drunk yesterday.

Hei Muguang felt his wife's gaze and quickly promised with a smile: "Yiyi, don't worry, I will never sneak away to drink today!"

"Just today?"

"Ahem, not just today!"

"Hey, saying it is the same as not saying it..."

Qing Yiyi rolled her eyes unhappily. Hei Muguang couldn't get rid of all the alcohol smell last night. She originally wanted to drive him to Xiaoyang's original room to sleep.

Although in the end she was still too soft-hearted, and she let Hei Muguang climb onto the bed without knowing anything, and got into his arms without thinking...

"Ah..."

A slight blush spread across Qing Yiyi's cheeks. She covered her face and coughed lightly. She raised her voice and pretended to be dissatisfied: "Then it depends on your performance."

"Hey, yes, yes..."

"..."

"Look, we have fixed the bench at home like this, and I will simply draw the frame for you..."

Hei Yang held the pen and lowered his head to write and draw in a small notebook, and used a few simple lines to represent the bench at home.

"Then, you see, I cut and hollowed it out a little, and replaced it with those long soft cushions I bought just now.

Then use the spring mattress of this small bed to press it on the top, and find a way to fill the backrest with stuffing similar to the pillow.

The outermost layer is covered with velvet, embroidery and other fabrics to form a soft human body contact surface..."

"Would that be more comfortable?"

Hong Li also lowered her head, holding a book in her arms, with her head on Hei Yang's back, and followed closely behind him.

She focused part of her mind on listening to the chirping of the black sun, and casually asked what was on her mind.

"Is that still called a bench?"

"This is not a poor man's sofa, but it's definitely more comfortable than the original one when you lie down on it."

Hei Yang waved his hand, shook the notebook in his hand, and continued to gesture: "There are also floors, I plan to cover them all with soft cushions and dense stitching.

In this way, you don’t have to wear shoes when entering the house, you won’t feel uncomfortable if you roll and fall in the middle of the night, and you can still continue to sleep. Rounding things off, it’s equivalent to having a big bed on the floor of the entire house, and you can roll around in the whole house.

Get lost."

"Oh..."

Hong Li turned the page gently, still nonchalantly: "I think the bedroom alone is enough. Maybe we can add a study room. There is no need for this in other rooms, right?"

"Well, which color do you think should be used..."

"Oh, oh, oh, just use whatever you like!"

Hong Li said indifferently: "You can arrange it however you want. As long as you remember to put yourself in, then I have nothing to consider. You don't have to keep asking me."

"You have some sense of being the hostess of the house!"

Hei Yang turned around speechlessly, grabbed Hongli's chin, raised her head, and said with dead fish eyes: "I said, you should be more attentive.

What's the point of walking on the road without looking at the road or people, and reading a book with your head down."

"I just bought a new book yesterday, how could I resist its temptation!"

Hong Li was forced to raise her head and look at Hei Yang, with a small face complaining: "Are you going to take away my few hobbies?"

"Don't speak so badly of me!"

Hei Yang twitched the corner of his mouth, turned around and stood side by side with Hong Li, put an arm around her and leaned towards him, pointing his finger forward.

"My parents are here, and you said something like this out of nowhere. What if they think I'm bullying you?"

"Huh? Isn't it?"

Hong Li shrank her head, showing a tearful expression, raised her head sadly, looked at Hei Yang with fear on her face, and said sadly: "Under the high-pressure rule of Master Hei Yang, Hong Xiaoli can only swallow her anger and accept everything.

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Facing Lord Heiyang’s orders, I didn’t dare to disobey him at all, and silently endured the countless punishments and tortures imposed on me by Lord Heiyang…”

"Haha, then I'm really hateful."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and looked down at the book in Hong Li's hand. At a glance, he saw the words "corpse", "blood", "fragments", "distorted", etc., and black lines could not help but appear on his head.
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"I remember that the books you usually read are not so bloody and heavy, right?"

Hei Yang looked at Hong Li warily, trying to estimate his wife's mental health so that he could take countermeasures in advance... At the very least, he had to be mentally prepared!

"Hey, what's that weird look in your eyes?"

Hong Li glanced at Hei Yang unhappily, lowered her head to read the page in her hand, and then unfolded the cover to show Hei Yang.

"Look, the subtitle of this third part has it all written - Blood Flowers Will Bloom in the End."

"So?"

Hei Yang tilted his head and waited for Hong Li to continue.

"So the main theme of this movie is to kill and bleed everywhere!"

Hong Li tapped the cover of the book with her fingers and explained: "The heroine is seeking revenge. At the end of the previous book, it was already revealed that the heroine has turned dark.

Sure enough, from the beginning of this movie, the heroine is killing people all the way!

Wow, you didn’t know that in the first movie, this girl was so silly and sweet, a little flower in the greenhouse, innocent, kind and free from worries, she dreamed of little flowers every day, the kind that made her cry for a long time after punching her twice.<

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But then she encountered a series of changes, her family was broken up, she fled, she was betrayed and betrayed, and she was so unlucky that even cold water could fit between her teeth...

Oops, I’m so miserable anyway. Sister Hongli, I can’t bear to see this little cutie suffer. It makes me burst into tears!”

"Real or false?"

Hei Yang looked suspicious: "Crocodile tears? The rabbit dies and the fox is sad?"

"Of course it's true!"

Hong Li smacked Hei Yang angrily and hummed: "The depressing feeling of the first two films, the tragic atmosphere created by the gap between before and after...

It was so frustrating that it took me several times to finish it, because I had to wait for a while while watching it."

"But it's better now. The little cutie has turned into a big shark. Alas, although it can be regarded as a kind of abuse, because she can't go back to the past..."

"Well, that's probably what it looks like..."

Hongli stopped, took two steps back, fiddled with her bangs, and smiled sweetly: "This is how the heroine looked at the beginning."

"Then..."

Hong Li shook her head, her innocent and romantic expression gradually turned gloomy. She covered half of her face with her hair, revealing an eye full of hatred, with a strange arc at the corner of her mouth, and chuckled: "This is blackening.

After!"

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang couldn't help laughing and extended his thumb: "Okay, it's very vivid!"

"It's far from that. She really experienced those misfortunes, but I was just pretending...and I don't want to be like her!"

Hong Li sighed, clenched her fists and gritted her teeth: "But fortunately, at least those guys who disgusted me in both movies will be caught and killed by the heroine!

The author has said that the third volume will be the last one in this series. It’s finally a bit more satisfying, so take it as a consolation!

Although I think there will be endless emptiness after revenge, but at least before, let’s make the enemy more unfortunate!”

"..."

Listening to Hong Li's indignant accusation, Hei Yang shook his head. It could be heard that Hong Li was indeed fascinated by the story, but if it really followed the plot Hong Li said, Hei Yang might not be able to see too much and gave up.
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With a glass heart like his, he can't bear to see any abuse or misery. In this regard, Hongli is stronger, and he still swallows it even though he knows it's a knife.
To be continued...