"Hiss..." As soon as he finished speaking, his ears hurt and he took a breath.

Ye Yifan knelt on the bed, holding his shoulders with his arms, bit his ears hard, and said lightly: "I want to eat pig ears."

Slap, slap her butt, Zhou Zimo gritted her teeth: "Do I have pig ears?"

Why do I bit him if I want to eat pig ears? I still bite so hard, and my ears are probably bleeding.

Ye Yifan was dissatisfied: "You often chew me, I just want to taste what it feels like to chew people." Every time she finished, she was exhausted, like a sika deer.

"Idiot, that's called kissing, not chewing." Zhou Zimo lowered his head, bit her lips lightly, and said ambiguously: "Do you want to use your mouth below to chew me well? It will take as long as possible."

“想的美.”叶一凡无语的翻了个白眼:“不要跟你谈恋爱了,不给肉吃还挨揍.”

"I should say this?" He didn't feed him, but he still wanted to eat meat? Is this how love is discussed?

While helping her with her pants, Zhou Zimo said coldly: "Martial wife should have difficulties and share the same blessings."

Ye Yifan: "What does God's meaning mean?"

The man stretched out his index finger and scraped it on the bridge of her small nose, with a slightly curled lips: "I don't have meat to eat, and you don't have meat to eat, so that you can also taste the feeling of having meat in the kitchen and drinking clear soup every day."

Ye Yifan was so angry that he laughed: "You plan to eat me meat once a month?"

"Yes." Zhou Zimo nodded seriously: "I have this plan."

"I don't want to live with you anymore. I'll divide a pigpen, a fish pond, and draw a piece of land into the cold palace!"

"Into the cold palace?" Zhou Zimo raised his eyebrows: "It's impossible in this life!"

She slept in the cold palace, so wouldn’t he be colder than the cold palace, and there was no woman with a warm bed.

After putting on the socks, Ye Yifan naturally stretched out his arms, circled his neck, and hung it on him like a koala, allowing him to hold his butt with one hand and hold it.

Seeing the stoves under the hammock, she looked at him in surprise: "Have I baked it all night?"

"Is there any problem?" She didn't like to cover thick quilts and was afraid of the cold, so he could only come up with this solution.

The hammock was made of iron and was covered with a thick layer of sponge. Under the bed, he ordered people to place a row of low stoves. The fire was very small and the temperature was not too high. It was just right to sleep on the bed covered with a thin quilt.

Ye Yifan didn't expect that he was so smart.

In the 21st century, she covered all silk quilts and silk quilts, which were very light in weight. Since she came here, she was covered with heavy and damp cotton quilts, which made her feel very uncomfortable, especially in winter. This feeling was even more obvious. I didn't expect that he was so careful.

"You are the hardest woman I have ever seen to serve. When you sleep at night, you lift the quilt and cover it with hot, and you lift it and say it's cold. I have covered you dozens of times overnight."

The key is that she was still irritable and had no consciousness. She tossed and turned around on the bed, like pancakes.

"The quilts here are all picked cotton from the ground and stuffed them directly into them. They crushed me to death, and it took even more effort to breathe."

"Is it heavy for me? I have been sleeping on you for so long but haven't seen you be crushed. Am I not as heavy as a quilt? Then you should cover me in the future." Zhou Zimo couldn't help pinching her nose. I don't know how the Ye family raised this little thing, so spoiled.

"You are shameless."

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