Every day is cute

  Gentle countryside

  Beautiful woman's waist

  A paradise on earth has entered my dream.

  Laughing at heroes, in the past they were majestic and powerful, but now talking about Dongshan is absurd to the extreme.

  Cliff lamp

  Darkness shines

  Gazing at the bright moon in the muddy pond.

  Lowering one's head in retrospect, no sorrow or desolation, how did it come to be peaceful and calm like a fool.

  ……

  ……

  On the pure white large bed, two slender bodies like willows embracing each other, immerse in a quiet and slightly dark small room, dotted with a few peaceful yet fragrant flavors.

  "Hmm..."

  Suddenly, Ye Cai lazily raised her upper body, propped up her arms behind her, and arched her small chest, letting out a particularly comfortable yawn. The sleeping cells all over her body seemed to have been stretched, and they once again radiated vitality, just like the tender shoots sprouting everywhere after the ice and snow melted, bringing her an extreme and continuous feeling of comfort from head to toe.

  With a satisfied pout, her eyes gleamed with a hint of cunning and playfulness. She was slightly taken aback to see Leng Xiaoyu peacefully resting on the pillow, his gaze warm as water yet radiating an air of wisdom and intelligence. He quietly gazed up at her, and what was strange was that there was no sign of fatigue.

  Her gentle gaze was enough to dispel all the suspicions in his mind, she smiled obediently and bashfully bit her lower lip, then returned to Cold Xiao's arms.

  There was a kind of maternal broad-mindedness that protected her, the soft and warm embrace made her feel the warmth and tranquility deep in her heart. She twisted and turned, squeezed and rubbed against him, her long eyelashes slightly raised, her cunning eyes looking up at Leng Xiao Yu with curiosity and confusion. Leng Xiao Yu's mouth corners rose, his gentle gaze floated down like warm snow.

  Perhaps she was used to pretending to be innocent and cute, but when there were no worries or sorrows in her heart, she couldn't bear such a peaceful and warm atmosphere. She blushed and looked away, pretending to think, slightly tilting her head, and said with a mischievous smile: "What's wrong? Did you take the wrong medicine or something? Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"

  She was squeezed by her own girlfriend, and Ling Xiao was speechless, smiling and rolling her eyes. Seeing Ye Cai's self-satisfied and provocative raised eyebrows, she knew that Ye Cai was purely trying to have fun and tease people at this moment, but in terms of mood, she was simple yet mischievous. This made her feel satisfied and relieved, as she had always admired and been infatuated with Ye Cai's silly and cute side. However, she then thought about how the other person often worried and had a lot on their mind, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of melancholy.

  Patting her head, his gaze softened, and he spoke in a gentle, affectionate tone: "Xiao Cai, if only you could always be like this, it would be great."

  She hunched her shoulders and turned away, avoiding the cold little hand that was trying to comfort her. With a hint of disdain in her voice, she muttered: "What's wrong with being like this? I've always been like this, you just didn't know."

  Perhaps this is the contradiction between the innate nature and the objective world's imposed ideology.

  She couldn't help but suspect that Ye Cai was not pretending to be silly and cute, but rather genuinely innocent and lovely at heart, yet as she grew older, her thoughts and ideas became more complicated, causing her true nature to be deeply hidden, and instead presenting a mysterious and cunning demeanor to the world - just like how a weak and silly little loli might often hide behind a thick and mysterious cloak, wearing a ghostly mask.

  As long as you break into her cold and deep coat, you can feel her fiery warmth.

  Beneath her mask lies a perfect blend of sweetness and cunning.

  At this time, Ye Cai wrapped his arms around her neck, and with a habitual movement, he lifted his long right leg and pressed it against her waist, causing her to suddenly come back to her senses. However, she saw Ye Cai's innocent and lovely face lift up a sly smile, and with a flirtatious raise of an eyebrow, he said: "You like watching me act cute?"

  Soft, sweet and delicate Lolita voice, exuding a tantalizingly awkward temptation, coming from the slightly chubby and rosy face, from the plump and small bright red lips, and also from those cunning and agile big round eyes.

  Yes, Ye Cai is a single eyelid girl, but her eyes are round and big and bright, like they're filled with water, or like they contain the stars of the universe. Her sparkling eyes are so charming that they can kill people, but she herself doesn't know about it.

  For Leng Xiao, this was the most adorable creature in the three dimensions. She stared blankly and then snapped back to reality, nodding non-stop. Then, as if afraid of losing him, she reached out with her hand and tightly hugged Ye Cai's waist, murmuring: "Don't sell, don't sell, you're already the most adorable like this, really."

  She hugged too tightly, her small face buried in the leaf-lined ditch, Ye Cai couldn't breathe and struggled down a bit, then stuck her face to Leng Xiaoyu's smooth and flat belly, inhaling the faint fragrance of her body scent, feeling the fiery intensity of Leng Xiaoyu's love, satisfied yet shyly said: "I'm not cute at all, Yoyo sister said so too."

  "Yao Yao sister? Liu Yao Yao?" asked Leng Xiao Ya, with a hint of annoyance and anger in her eyes. It was understandable, how could she let an outsider criticize and belittle her adorable girlfriend, to the point where Ye Cai lost confidence, this was simply a great humiliation.

  She snorted and said resentfully: "Don't believe her, that woman is cheap and can't stand others being better than her."

  Ye Caiqiao blushed and hummed, complaining to Liu Youyou: "Don't say that, you're just not in touch with her enough, she's actually a pretty good person..."

  "What the hell!"

  "Remembering the cold treatment she received last time, Leng Xiaoyu was furious and complained from a distance: 'With an attitude like that, damn it, does she think she's something special? Aren't we all just transformation girls? What makes her look at me with that kind of gaze? Damn it, just thinking about it makes me angry...'"

  Ye Cai looked up at her with an angry and resentful face, but a curious and schadenfreude smile hung on her face, as if expecting Leng Xiao to tell her the specific process.

  When Qing Lian noticed that the gaze was not quite right, she lowered her eyes in surprise, and that mischievous smile suddenly appeared before her eyes, making her angry. Her apricot eyes widened as she questioned: "What are you laughing at? What do you mean? Do you think it's funny that your man is losing face outside?"

  Her awkward appearance was criticized, and Ye Cai couldn't help but pout and shrug her shoulders. But thinking about it, she didn't think she was being too excessive either. So she started to feel a bit defiant, rolled her eyes and said in a sarcastic tone: "Give me back my man, you don't even have a stick, if you've got the guts, come at me..."

  The soft and delicate voice with a sarcastic tone suddenly pierced into Ling Xiao's most painful spot, causing her eyes to shrink, her lips to tremble, and her chest to quiver, as if she was about to spit out blood.

  Give me back my man, even a stick is better than nothing...

  There's no stick, it's like you're poking me...

  No way, it's like you're asking for trouble...

  There's something you're poking me with...

  You're killing me...

  Kill me...

  Kill me...

  Kill me...

  "Ah——hmm..."

  Leng Xiao's small face scrunched up, and she let out a stifled cry, her eyes dull and lifeless, leaving only a hint of sorrow and despair, as if from now on, she had lost all confidence in life.

  As she heard the stifled sobbing, Ye Cai's heart suddenly surged with an extremely strong sense of comfort. She giggled and shook her head, using her fingers to lightly scratch Xiao Liu's sensitive areas, continuing to tease: "Down there is a mouth, inside is a hole, how do you want to possess me? My man."

  "Ugh—"

  Leng Xiao Ya pushed her away with a sulky expression, curled up into a ball, and buried her head in her arms, crying uncontrollably.

  Ye Cai didn't mind her being willful and throwing a tantrum, she sat down beside her with a plop, then opened her eyes wide, made a fist with her fingers and placed it on both cheeks, shaking her head and swaying back and forth as she cooed: "I want to... Moe! Moe! Daa!"

  With a burst of laughter, it seemed that Leng Xiaoyu couldn't put down her face and suddenly went wild. She picked up the pillow and angrily laughed as she pulled her face, chasing after Ye Cai. Ye Cai let out a loud cry of surprise, running all over the bed. Leng Xiaoyu waved the pillow around, chasing after her in circles on the bed. Ye Cai cried out in terror: "Ahhhh, domestic violence! This life can't be lived like this!"

  "Hmm!"

  She let out a cry of pain, and Cold Xiao Ya, hearing these hurtful words, was so angry that she couldn't take it anymore. She threw the pillow over, and Ye Cai, who had been hit by the pillow, suddenly stiffened his body, stretched out his right hand, and slowly fell onto the bed, as if he had been shot and killed.

  Leng Xiao's heart was filled with resentment and frustration, she wished she could jump up and dance a Maori haka to vent her emotions. Seeing him still playing at this time made her even more angry, so she let out another hum, stood up and turned around to leave the bed to cold-shoulder her. However, she couldn't bring herself to do it, so she sat down on the edge of the bed with her back to him, seething with anger.

  He pretended to be dead for a long time, and Ye Cai's numb eyes suddenly rolled around curiously, only then did he feel that the atmosphere was not right. He immediately got up and sat in a domineering pose, laughing: "The Great Demon King is resurrected again!"

  The lively and cheerful tone was suddenly suppressed by a gloomy atmosphere, Ye Cai's mouth twitched as he chuckled and withdrew his powerful stance. He picked up the pillow and crawled to Leng Xiao's side, shaking her shoulders and coaxing her in a spoiled manner: "Don't be angry, okay? I was wrong, I was wrong... I really was wrong, my girlfriend."

  Ye Cai's multi-faceted probing was a misstep, and the term "boyfriend" once again pained Leng Xiaoyao's **. She murmured and scratched her hair, looking annoyed and frustrated, leaving Ye Cai bewildered and perplexed.

  She thought for a moment, raised an eyebrow, and said, "There must be something on her mind!"

  She immediately followed and sat down beside him, her eyelashes slightly raised, looking up at Leng Xiao Yu with a gentle and quiet expression, saying: "Xiao Yu, do you have something on your mind?"

  "Huh?"

  Leng Xiao's hand, which was scratching his head in a messy manner, suddenly froze. He turned his head to the side, revealing an expression of helpless sorrow. Ye Cai's gaze was as gentle as water, causing Leng Xiao's heart to ache, and with a snort, he pounced on him.

  "Eh eh eh……"

  The fragrance wafted up to her face, making her feel an indescribable itchiness. Ye Cai was pinned under the bed, struggling to free herself, and grabbed onto Ling Xiao's shoulders, feeling the soft and delicate touch. She couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart, and gently patted him on the back, sighing softly: "Tell me, share your troubles with me, aren't I your girlfriend?"

  "Damn it!"

  Leng Xiao Yao suddenly sat up, seemingly with a hint of doubt and annoyance. Her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her intense gaze made Ye Cai feel inexplicably guilty, so he pretended to be sorrowful and lowered his head.

  "Who am I to you? You must give me a clear explanation today... Don't try to fool me with that boyfriend nonsense."

  It has come to this after all...

  With a sigh, Ye Cai raised her face with a small mouth and pressed down with her small hand, looking like a revolutionary with a sense of nostalgia: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, the depth of the source makes people feel sentimental, listen to me tell you slowly..."

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