In the bedroom on the third floor, Jiang Miao was writing carefully.

"well……"

Halfway through the yard, he sighed and leaned against the back of the chair, with a somewhat melancholy expression.

"What's wrong?" Su Huaizhu, who was secretly editing the video with his mobile phone, came over and asked in confusion.

"I'm writing about Christmas." Jiang Miao looked serious and had a tangled face. "I must write a regular show this time, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be scolded to death."

"It should have been written long ago." Su Huaizhu laughed, "You have delayed for so half a month, and now it's only 850,000 words."

"Don't I want to write longer?" Jiang Miao looked helpless, "And there is another reason, I haven't said it before."

"What's the reason?" Su Huaixiang asked curiously with his head tilted.

"Ahem." Jiang Miao was a little shy, "I don't have that practical experience in that area, so I'm afraid I can't write well. If my senior sister, you can help..."

"roll!"

Su Huaizhu blushed and hit him, feeling that it was not enough, so he picked up the pillow next to him and hit him.

"Oh no, no, no!" Jiang Miao quickly fled to the side to avoid, "Senior sister, you misunderstood!"

"What did I misunderstand?" Su Huaizhou asked with a dark face, "I thought you had something to do with it, but I still wanted such a bad thing?"

"Where is it?" Jiang Miao exclaimed unjustly, "I want to ask the senior sister if there is any knowledge in this area that can be taught?"

"Sorry, I don't have practical experience either." Su Huaizhou said with a straight face.

"What about painting?" Jiang Miao leaned back with a shy face, revealing his real purpose, "Senior sister, can you draw that kind? That's...you know."

Su Huaizhu: "..."

"Won't!"

"But I heard that painters usually secretly paint for themselves..." Jiang Miao asked with a shameless face, "Senior sister, I won't laugh at you, please share it?"

"No, no!" Su Huaixiang pushed him aside with a red face, "Who can draw that kind of thing? Don't make everyone think so dirty!"

"How can this be called dirty?" Jiang Miao retorted, "This is art, senior sister. We have to respect it and then study it carefully. This is called taking materials."

"Take you a big-headed ghost!"

Su Huaizhu grabbed him and pressed him on his seat, "Copy your words well, don't think about messing around!"

"What if I don't write the plot of Christmas well?"

"Haha." Su Huaizhou snorted coldly, "Didn't you say that your readers don't have most of the experience of connecting kisses? Not to mention going to bed, probably most of them are there."

"Um..." Jiang Miao was unable to refute after being said by the senior sister, "What you said makes sense..."

Damn it, it's all readers who are not good at it!

Jiang Miao lamented and had to continue typing.

Su Huaixiang, who was standing beside him, secretly opened his phone, opened the album, found the Guoguo screens, and deleted them.

Well, she admitted that when she was itchy before, she did draw a few pictures that could not be uploaded to group chats in private.

But why can't I draw this for my junior!

Moreover, she painted all girls, but there were no pictures of men and women fighting.

Peach Sauce just wants to eat nonsense!

I usually give him some materials in this way, but I still think about getting more and more aggressive.

snort!

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Just as Su Huaizhou was complaining in her heart, the knock on the door in the bedroom rang.

For some reason, after hearing the knock on the door, Su Huaizhu reflexively bounced from the edge of the bed, then quickly leaned over, lie on the ground, drilled under the bed, and in two or three seconds, he drilled into the bed.

After he was completely lying under the bed, Su Huaizhu reacted, and his face suddenly became hot and ashamed.

Jiang Miao was also shocked. I don’t know if it was scared by the knock on the door or by the senior sister’s amazing body movements.

When he realized that Su Huaizhu had already crawled into the bed, like a female agent.

"Miaomiao, where are you?" Tang Xiaojing's voice came in from outside the door, "Open the door."

"Here!" Jiang Miao narrowed the typing software to the taskbar, ran to the door and opened the door. He glanced outside. He saw Tang Xiaojing holding a fruit plate, and was speechless, "Why are you giving it again?"

"It would be bad to give you some more fruit?" Tang Xiaojing gave him a blank look, walked into the house and looked around, but found no suspicious signs, and immediately raised her eyebrows.

It's quite hiding.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaojing looked under the desk, and there was no one.

So she put the fruit plate on the desk, walked to the window, and opened the curtains and said, "I don't know how to open the curtains in broad daylight. Turning on the light will cost more electricity. If I don't know, I think you are doing something bad."

"Cough..." Jiang Miao felt a little guilty, looked at the bottom of the bed, and after confirming that there were no flaws, he felt relieved.

The sunlight outside the window shone in, and the room suddenly became much brighter.

Tang Xiaojing looked around the room again. Apart from the curtains, the only thing that could hide people was the wardrobe and under the bed.

So she came to the bedside, pretended to help Tang Zhuqing clean up the bed, picked up the messy clothes spread on the bed, folded them, and opened the wardrobe door.

Seeing that there was still no one inside, Tang Xiaojing put the clothes in order and folded them neatly. After closing the cabinet door, she knew it.

“Meow~”

At this time, the cry of the little orange cat came from under the bed.

When Tang Xiaojing heard the voice, she immediately laughed and pretended to want to pet a cat and squatted down beside the bed, "I forgot before, I just happened to look at the kitten now."

As soon as this action was made, Su Huaixiang and Jiang Miao were both shocked at the same time, and their hearts were very cold.

Jiang Miao rushed to Tang Xiaojing in an instant and quickly pressed down on the movement she wanted to stumble her head.

"What are you doing?" Tang Xiaojing said in confusion.

"No, no, mom, you are very dangerous." Jiang Miao brainstormed in an instant and quickly looked for countermeasures and excuses, "Don't look at this little cat, it hurts to scratch people. It's too dangerous for you to do this."

As he said this, Jiang Miao took the cat teaser from the head of the bed and stuffed it into Tang Xiaojing's hand: "Use this, this thing can attract it."

At this time, Su Huaizhao, who was under the bed, had already moved in the opposite direction and pressed the little orange cat to the palm of his hand.

When she saw Tang Xiaojing swaying beside the bed with a teasing stick and seducing the little orange cat, Su Huaizhu pushed the little orange cat's butt and pushed it out from under the bed.

Jiang Miao was quick-eyed and quickly held the flying orange cat into his arms, handed it to Tang Xiaojing, and asked her to sit by the bed and slowly pet the cat.

Seeing that Aunt Tang gave up her intention of looking at the bottom of the bed, Su Huaizhu lay down under the bed, breathing a sigh of relief, and felt a little sweat on her forehead.

This kind of thing is really a little too exciting...

I was my junior’s grandmother just now, and now I am my junior’s mother. One wave after another, it makes people exhausted.

Su Huaizhu lay under the bed, feeling very tired.

I wouldn't agree to come here if I had known...

It's better to go to her house.

Next time I will take my grandma over to chant Buddha's name, and then I will just take my junior to my home. Isn't this much safer than being here?

Su Huaizhou looked resentful, and looked at Aunt Tang's feet placing her feet beside the bed, petting her cat with her boyfriend.

If she suddenly crawled out at this time, Aunt Tang would definitely be shocked, right?

Shaking his head, Su Huaizhu threw away this terrible thought and sighed.

After a few minutes, Tang Xiaojing had enough fun. She felt embarrassed to let the little girl hide under the bed, so she got up and left.

Jiang Miao sent his mother out of the room with a full smile, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief again.

"Senior sister, it's safe now, come out."

Squatting to the edge of the bed, Jiang Miao leaned down and looked at the senior sister lying under the bed and said.

"No need." Su Huaizhu lazily turned over under the bed, lay down on his back, and said as if he accepted his fate, "I feel that this place makes me feel at ease."

"Well... this time it was an accident." Jiang Miao felt a little embarrassed, "I didn't expect my mother to come back."

"It's been two times and it's still annoying?" Su Huaixiang was angry, "I almost found out by my aunt. I'm really going to be seen under the bed. How can I see her in the future?"

"If I really find out, my mother will only be happy." Jiang Miao got into the bed again and hugged her senior sister in her arms and comforted her, "With such a beautiful daughter-in-law, she will definitely be happy."

"You're just awesome." Su Huaixiang snorted.

The two of them lay under the bed hugging each other, and did not rush to climb out, but they even started chatting stupidly.

Finally, as we chatted, our mouths ran into each other again.

The little orange cat squatted aside, watching the two of them being intimate under the bed, a little confused.

Why do these two biped beasts like to lie under the bed so much?

It is obvious that other bipedal beasts it encounters do not have this kind of habit.

Even when it climbed under the bed, its owner would scold it.
To be continued...