Chapter 720: Painter with a story (12)

Shui Anluo passed by wearing his clothes, and as soon as he reached the door, he heard the sound inside.
"You guys are optimistic, I will pass by tomorrow morning." Chu Cuiyi said in a deep voice, with a bit of coldness in her voice.
Shui Anluo's body could not help shaking.
If this does not bring any temperature, it is hundreds of times colder than the previous attitude towards yourself.
Chu Cuiyi dropped his phone on the table, looked up and saw the figure outside the door, "Come in."
Shui'anluo shook his body, couldn't help but clenched his clothes tightly. He was looking for him, but now he opened the door and dared not speak.
"I get up and pour a glass of water," Shui Anluo said, pointing downstairs.
Chu Cuiyi looked at the clothes on her shoulders. It was the clothes he put on a hanger. He got up and tightened the clothes for her. "Cold?"
Suddenly the temperature dropped in the middle of the night, and he didn't feel anything, but she didn't expect her to be so sensitive.
"It's okay," Shui Anluo said. "It's so late, aren't you busy?"
Chu Cuiyi took her out and returned to the bedroom to turn the air conditioner up a few degrees.
Shui Anluo thought about it, this is not the case, why did he wake up and come with him again?
"I'm going back to the guest room," said Shui Anluo, returning his clothes directly to him, and turning to leave.
"Don't be embarrassed, is it interesting to have Master Ben hug all day?" Chu Cuiyi said, pulling people back directly. "Hurry up or you want to do something other than sleep?"
Shui Anluo drew a little from the corner of his mouth: "Uncle, please stop."
Chu Cuiyi squinted, "What am I calling?"
Shui Anluo looked up at the ceiling, and finally said seriously: "Uncle."
"You shouldn't clean up," said Chu Cuiyi, and threw Shui Anluo directly on the bed, and planned to clean up this little girl who didn't know how to live or die.
But I don't know if it is his illusion. He thinks his girl is very cooperative today.
"Say, is there any conspiracy?" Chu Niyi asked, suppressing a certain emotion that was stirred up.
Shui Anluo wrapped his arms around his neck with a smile, his calf still scratched on his leg, "I am here."
That one?
Chu Cuiyi froze for a while, and it took a long time to reflect on what she said.
For a moment, all emotions were gone, Chu Niyi pushed her away and turned away.
Shui Anluo lip-scratched and looked at the people who left. The men were really the same. When they slept on you, they regarded you as a baby. They couldn't sleep anymore, they turned and left.
Shui'anluo's careful liver, suddenly became unruly.
After Chu Cuiyi went downstairs, she went to the kitchen to boil hot water for her, but when the hot water was boiled, Chu Cuiyi always leaned on the side of the glazed platform and thought, that came, which is his baby The plan failed.
It seems that he will continue to work hard in the follow-up.
Chu Cuiyi turned over the box to find the brown sugar, and then helped her soak it before serving it.
At this moment, Shui Anluo was lying on the bed and scolding Chu Jiyi. The stomach didn't hurt at all, but I don't know if it was wronged, but now the stomach hurts.
When Chu Jiyi came back, he saw Shui Anluo, who was shivering and shouting in the quilt, and used to sit down beside the bed: "Get up and drink this."
what?
Shui Anluo froze a little, and stuck his little head out of the quilt.
The man near the bed, his eyebrows clenched, and a bowl of brown sugar water in his hand.