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Zhang Xiaomo: "Yin Wei?"
Yin Wei turned over.
Zhang Xiaomo: "Yin Wei, Yin Wei, Yin Wei?"
Yin Wei said sleepily: "Huh?"
Zhang Xiaomo: "Shall I tell you a story?"
Yin Wei was half asleep and half awake: "Say."
Zhang Xiaomo: "Hehe... Once upon a time there was a mountain..."
Yin Wei was bored: "Yeah. There is a temple on the mountain. What next?"
Zhang Xiaomo: "Hehehehe..."
. . . Three minutes later. . .
Yin Wei's left eye twitched wildly, and she had a bad feeling: "Are you done?"
Zhang Xiaomo: "The temple is full of handsome guys... Tsk tsk..."
Yin Wei opened the furry head on her chest and found a puddle of water stains on her white pajamas. I shook my head and told myself to endure it.
Zhang Xiaomo raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and rubbed it on the sheets.
Fed up. . No need to endure it any longer. .
Yin Wei's little universe exploded: "Zhang Xiaomo, if you don't shut your mouth next time you have a dream and become crazy, you will be the one to clean the dishes next month!"
. . Silence. .
A certain furry head settled peacefully back on its candy-shaped pillow.
Yin Wei was very satisfied with her intimidation, with a proud smile on her lips.
. . Five minutes later. .
"Honey, let's buy a dishwasher!"
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This article is poorly written and the content is trivial. It is a small story from the author's heart.
Trying to follow the warm and funny route, but the possibility of success is unknown
Just to make the readers smile knowingly