The TV remote was kicked out of the sofa.

"what are you doing? At just one o'clock. " Huang Xiaoxiang looks at yuan qianqin with some blame.

"I......" Yuan qianqin is embarrassed to look at the remote control on the ground. Does she say she wants to tilt?

"goo..." Huang Xiaoxiang's stomach cried.

"I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat at home?" Huang Xiaoxiang looks at yuan qianqin and asks.

"find it by yourself." Yuan qianqin turned his head and dared not look at him.

"Oh, well, be careful yourself." Huang Xiaoxiang lifted yuan qianqin's leg gently, found a cushion under it, and gently put her leg on the cushion....