Hei Yang stretched out and asked Xiang Hongli with a comfortable look on his face.

"What are you talking about! Of course I'm happy! I'm so happy that I'm dying!"

Hongli responded without hesitation, feeling extremely nervous.

After a while, she found that there was no movement at all, so she couldn't help but open her eyes and peek at Hei Yang.

"Huh?"

Hong Li looked at Hei Yang and saw Hei Yang sleeping peacefully.

Hongli: "?????????"

"No, I was still talking just a second ago..."

A bunch of tic-tac-toe popped up on Hongli's forehead, and it jumped onto Heiyang's belly and stomped it hard. (Dangerous sports, please do not imitate)

"Gou Heiyang, please give me back my nervousness! Ah Da!"

"Pfft——"

Hei Yang's eyes widened violently, his body curled up like a shrimp, his eyes rolled, and he fell unconscious.

"Hey, hey, don't pretend to be dead."

Hong Li sat cross-legged on Hei Yang's belly, folded her arms, and poked Hei Yang's chest with her little toe, speaking in an unhappy tone.

"Get up quickly, get up, now is not the time to sleep!

A hero can't run away from battle! Bastard husband!"

"Hmm..."

Hei Yang opened his eyes, looked helplessly at the red glass above, and sighed.

"Just squint for about ten minutes or something. Isn't Xiaoli's wife tired?"

"Don't talk about those things that are available or not, Xiaoli's wife is very angry now!"

Hongli snorted softly and asked, "Tell me, is Xiaoli's wife cute?"

"Cute!"

"Is Xiaoli's wife pretty?"

"Beautiful!"

"Do you like Xiaoli?"

"Like it!"

"Do you love Xiaoli?"

"Love!"

"Then what else is there to say!"

Hong Li jumped off Hei Yang, pointed her thumb at herself, and said with a righteous air: "The time has come to prove your intentions, don't tell me you are afraid!"

"Whoever is afraid knows..."

Hei Yang whispered something in a low voice, stood up, and felt a sense of oppression coming over his face. He looked down at Hong Li, moved his neck, and said quietly.

"Since you have mentioned this, I won't be polite to you anymore, Ao Xiaoli."

"!

”

Hong Li's expression froze, and her aura disappeared instantly.

She looked up at the approaching black sun, and felt the word "danger" pop up on her forehead.

"Wait, wait, shouldn't we hold on for a while longer?

Or, to show some humility to each other, how about we make a three-part agreement?

If that doesn't work, you can just knock me out first, I can get knocked out easily!"

The red glass child's hole shrank smaller and smaller, and he kept leaning back until his back hit the wall against the corner of the bed. His legs went weak and he sat slumped on the edge of the bed.

"Black, Black Yang~~"

Hongli looked up and saw the shadow of Heiyang, her body shivered, and she immediately held her head and sat on guard.

"Heiyang, don't hurt me! Wuwuwu...

I don’t dare anymore, I don’t have to prove it anymore, I know you must love me, woo woo woo.

People on death row have to be executed after death, so you have to prepare me mentally, wuwuwu, Heiyang, don’t hurt me!"

"What a pitiful little guy."

With a distressed look on his face, Hei Yang put his hand on Hong Li's head and gently rubbed her head.

"Don't be afraid, how could I hurt you, Xiaoli?"

"Woo woo woo, Black Sun..."

Hong Li pouted and looked up at Hei Yang, grabbed one of Hei Yang's arms and hugged him.

"I've worked very hard, but I'm just scared!"

"It's normal. If you haven't experienced it before, who wouldn't be nervous?"

Hei Yang squatted down and comforted in a low voice: "Since Xiaoli is scared, it's okay to rest first and talk about it later."

"Really?"

Hong Li looked up at Hei Yang in aggrieved tone.

"Hmm, you must be very tired during the day."

Hei Yang gently held Hong Li's hands and said with a smile, "How about I take you to rest?"

"Not very good..."

Hongli beeped quietly.

"?"

A small question mark popped up on Heiyang's head.

"Don't think I don't know what your plans are, Hei Yang."

Hong Li sniffed, her watery eyes reflecting the light of wisdom.

"What are you talking about? Hold me to rest..."

Hong Li snorted softly: "Who knows where I will be carried, but it will definitely not be to rest!"

Hei Yang: "..."

"What a clever little guy."

"Ha, a prize is a prize."

Hei Yang: "..."

Hongli: "..."

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

"Woo woo woo..."

Hongli cried softly and gave up resistance.

"I knew I'd never win in this game, wuwuwu..."

"Okay, you always have to face it."

Heiyang lifted Hongli, who had given up resistance, onto his shoulders and said faintly: "According to theoretical analysis, boys are generally more tired in this situation, so they behave well when they get an advantage."

"Wow, wow, thank you so much..."

Hongli shed tears: "I really made a lot of money!"

"That's it, are you ready?"

"No..."

"Huh?"

"Get ready, wuwuwu, damn Heiyang, you still want to force people to lie..."

"It was obviously you who jumped in the face first..."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and turned his head: "Then I'm going to rest."

"Don't! I'm not..."
To be continued...