Game of the Controller: Wife Wins Husband

"Xia Qing, I haven't slept for more than 20 hours. I'm really tired right now. Can you please stop making noise?" Holding her soft body, the nose was filled with the faint fragrance of her body, familiar from the past.

The smell was faintly visible, and it was the smell that he was extremely fond of.

Maybe even now.

Time can change many things, making what was once beautiful become ugly and incomplete.

Time can also precipitate the beauty in memories. Many years have passed and we meet again at the next intersection. In the old friends, we can still vaguely see the shadow of the past, which is the heartbeat of the past and the sinking that can never be replicated.

"If you want to sleep, find a place to sleep." In order to prevent herself from being soft-hearted, Xia Qing was even more venomous than usual. What was lingering in her mind was the image of Jun Qi and one of the twins holding hands. She couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard she tried. Of course, it wasn't like she didn't.

Noticed the doubtful points, for example, the one that Jun Qi was holding at that time was actually

The Japanese girl's wrist was not her palm. Although she kept smiling, her eyes were very cold and a little impatient. However, Xia Qing was not in the mood to think carefully at all, and insisted on giving Jun Qi a romantic and obscene one.

He can then feel at ease and deepen his hatred for him with a good and reasonable excuse.

"Okay." Jun Qi responded obediently, then opened his eyes that were already stained with sleep, picked up Xia Qing, and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

"Put me down." She punched him hard and hit his shoulder with her fist. It felt like hitting a wall, it was hard and painful.

"Okay." Jun Qi continued to play the role of a good boy and absolutely obeyed Xia Qing's instructions. As soon as his arms were loosened, Xia Qing was unprepared and fell straight down, quickly landing on the large, elastic bed.

Jun Qi yawned, "Go to sleep."

Xia Qing turned over and ran away, not caring about elegance. She used her hands and feet to struggle all the way over the surprisingly large original bed. She was about to escape and stay far away from this man who made her feel more and more dangerous.

Someone suddenly pinched her ankle and pulled hard.

Xia Qing, elegant Xia Qing, noble Xia Qing, was dragged back to the center of the big bed in a ridiculous posture.

Her skirt turned up slightly due to the violent movement.

The shorts on the hips are cute pink rabbits, with two cute and long ears standing up, and two white front teeth showing in a smile.

It seems that the habit of wearing cartoon cotton pants has not changed, just like before.

Jun Qi rushed forward without hesitation and pinned the struggling Xia Qing directly underneath him.

"It's time to sleep." He sighed softly in her ear.

"I want to go back to China. I have very important things to do. Let me go, let me go quickly..." His hands and feet were heavily pressed by him, and he couldn't even make small movements like turning over. Xia Qing's roar became a

An alternative lullaby to coax him into a deep sleep faster.

"Xia Qing, I put the gun with the same shape as your underwear on the side of your bed. You must have got it." He helped her turn over and changed to a more comfortable position, which was more comfortable.

It helped him find a suitable way to rest his head on her soft body. Jun Qi murmured and sighed softly into her neck,