due to the draught of Li Jianbei, Tang Xiaoxiao didn't even have supper, so he was tired and went to sleep directly.

in the middle of the night, Li Feibei woke up with a pain in his shoulder.

"hiss Tang Xiaoxiao! " Li Yanbei pulls the little woman aside and looks at her shoulder askew. Sure enough, a clear tooth mark still has some blood.

"roasted chicken leg, steamed vermicelli, fried meatballs, spicy yongbu eight small senses..." Tang Xiaoxiao mutters and climbs

on Li Jianbei. Li Jianbei has a black line on his face. He presses Tang Xiaoxiao's restless head with his big hand and says, "sleep well!"

Tang Xiaoxiao...