Jiang Yu was stunned and then smiled and said, "Why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

Xu Se's voice was muffled, with a strong sense of fatigue: "I was almost asleep, but then you kept muttering in my ears and couldn't fall asleep."

Jiang Yu knew that she was very angry when she woke up, but when she faced him, she seemed to be particularly tolerant.

For example, now, although she said in a muffled voice, there was no impatience or anger in her words.

"I was wrong," Jiang Yu admitted his mistake quickly, "Go to bed quickly."

Xu Se responded, his eyelids opened and closed, but in the end he couldn't hold on anymore. He yawned a little and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Jiang Yu couldn't sleep a little, stroking her hair, her eyes were gentle and affectionate.

It was not until noon that Xu Se woke up completely.

After looking at the time, she sat up suddenly, looked around in confusion, looked at her phone again, and realized that it was Sunday.

After a while of struggling, I was about to lie down and take a nap when something suddenly came from outside the door.

Xu Se didn't want to get up, because he was afraid that Jiang Yu would call her to get up for dinner, so he went down quickly with his eyes and hands.

Before I could finish the quilt, the door was pushed open.

Xu Se's movements froze and did not dare to move anymore. He just kept his eyes closed and pretended to sleep.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they stopped after reaching the bed.

Xu Se felt a small piece of the bed sinking, and then the quilt was grabbed by one hand.

Just when she thought Jiang Yu wanted to cover her with a quilt and was moved, Jiang Yu suddenly lifted the quilt.

Then he tickled her without saying a word.

"Ah--" Xu Se exclaimed, and he couldn't even pretend to be asleep. He suddenly jumped up, hooked Jiang Yu's neck and pulled him down, and turned over and sat on his waist with force.

The serf turned over and sang Xu Se's arrogance suddenly became arrogant.

Because of the fight just now, her hair was messed up, covering most of her face.

Xu Se raised his hand, plucked his hair back, and smiled at Jiang Yu sinisterly.

Her right hand was a gun, and she pressed against Jiang Yu's waist, squinted her eyes and asked threateningly: "Is it fun?"

Jiang Yu felt that if he heard it correctly, he should have heard Xu Se's teeth grinding.

He lay on his back and stated the facts: "I'm not tickling."

He is indeed not afraid of itching, but there is a part of his waist, and he will feel itchy when he is poked by Xu Se, but he has never shown it before, so Xu Se doesn't know it either.

So when it comes to tickling, Xu Se always begs for mercy in the end.

Xu Se poked him, but Jiang Yu's expression did not change at all.

"Jiang Yu," she narrowed her eyes, "The old man said that only men who love their wife will be tickled."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Which old man said? Do all old people like to talk like this now?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Se frowned and poked his abdominal muscles: "Speak, don't you have anything to say?"

"Yes," Jiang Yu held her hand, "Don't poke it randomly."

Xu Se turned his wrist but failed to turn his hand out and asked angrily: "What else?"

"And—" Jiang Yu deliberately extended the tail sound, which made Xu Se's curiosity swell, "Xu Se, don't learn from these old people to talk nonsense when you get old."

I don't know which word poked her, but Xu Se suddenly stopped and pursed his lips and said nothing.
Chapter completed!