After eating this bowl of noodles, it's almost time to talk.

There is no doubt that both Vina and himself are already in the whirlpool of the storm at this time.

Since you can't get out, you can only make yourself stand more and more stable.

....

Picking up the bowl that Xia Feng had eaten, Vina said as she walked towards the kitchen.

"Okay, you can stay with me tonight, I'll take a shower, and you can watch TV by yourself."

Vena is not so pretentious, of course, Xia Feng doesn't have anything to think about, with his current physical condition, even if he has a non-point thought, he can only stay at the stage of "thinking".

However, when Vina left the living room, Xia Feng couldn't help but think about a profound question.

How many bedrooms does Vina have in the house?

....

Vina's villa is not large, with only two floors, the first floor is the kitchen and living room, and the second floor should be the bathroom, study and bedroom.

While waiting, Xia Feng was bored changing the channel with the remote control, his eyes were on the TV, and his heart couldn't help but be a little restless.

Although this is not the first time he has spent the night at Vina's house, the last time he was knocked unconscious by a punch from Vina, who had drunk too much, it could not be called a real "overnight" at all.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more nervous he became, Xia Feng picked up the remaining half can of beer on the coffee table and poured a few sips.

....

Ten minutes later.

Footsteps were finally heard on the stairs.

Xia Feng didn't look back, but sat up nervously and straightened his hairstyle with his uninjured hand.

While staring at the TV, he asked casually.

"Vina, how many bedrooms do you have?"

Vina's voice came from the direction of the stairs.

"There's only one."

Hearing that there was only one bedroom, Xia Feng resisted the desire to jump up and cheer, and "calmly" picked up the remote control.

"Ahem, it turns out that there is only one bedroom, harm, this is also a helpless thing, don't worry, I sleep very honestly, I don't even snore."

"Yes."

"Of course, hehe, are you sleepy, why don't you come and watch TV together for a while, hey, hey, why can't this remote control be replaced?"

"The remote is next to you, and you're holding slippers."

"Ahh

Xia Feng threw away the slippers in his hand and turned his head back to Vina in embarrassment.

"Hehe, look at this car crashed, it knocked my head out, and I can't tell the difference between the slippers and the remote control, ouch!"

As soon as he turned his head, a blanket was exhaled on Xia Feng's face, and then, a fluffy pillow also smashed on his chest.

Vina's hair was a little wet after taking a shower, and her face was red from the steam.

She was wearing a pajama with a lion cub printed on it, and her eyes were a little unnatural.

"You.... You'll sleep on the couch on the first floor tonight, that's all. ”

With that, Vina trotted to the door and carried the black hammer up to the second floor, as if she were on guard for something at night.

"Good night."

As the saying goes, the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

With a "pop", the lights in the living room were turned off, and the light of the TV reflected the faces of the summer breeze.

"Ah.....h

.....

Inside the dimly lit living room.

A TV, a sofa, a blanket, a pillow, the summer breeze was unwilling to fall asleep.

In his dream, he met an old man with fairy wind bones.

Xia Feng asked the old man, Master, why am I not happy.

The master said that you are unhappy because you have too many distracting thoughts in your heart, and everything has a way to do it, like a dream bubble, so if you put aside your distracting thoughts and let go of your attachments, you will be liberated.

Hearing the master's words, Xia Feng realized.

The pillows were comfortable, the sofa was soft, and there was a scent of fragrance on the blankets.

This night, he slept peacefully, and even the corners of his mouth were relieved.

....

....

Early the next morning.

The blanket had been kicked to the floor, and when Xia Feng opened her eyes from the couch, Vina was already in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

When I sat up from the sofa, the wound was still aching, but it had been relieved a lot compared to the tearing pain I had yesterday.

"Vina, morning."

"Early."

After making Xia Feng's breakfast, Vina helped him change the gauze again.

Because of the super self-healing power of the white power, the arm that was still bloody yesterday has been slightly scabbed, and the rolling of sleep has not caused the wound to collapse.

Of course, the skin injury will heal quickly, but the bones inside will take at least a week to recover.

After changing the gauze, Vina put on her coat.

"I'm going out, your injuries haven't healed yet, stay at home by yourself today, and I'll send someone to bring you over for lunch."

"Oh."

Before Vena left, Xia Feng asked her for another mobile phone, his own mobile phone was damaged in a car accident yesterday, but fortunately, the mobile phone card was not broken.

....

After eating the breakfast prepared by Vina, Xia Feng lay on his back on the sofa like a salted fish that had lost his dreams.

Yesterday the hospital had proven that he was seriously injured, and in his case, the injuries could be large or small, and even if the Ombudsman wanted to investigate and pursue responsibility, it would not bother him in the past few days.

And the follow-up of this matter has the help of Vina, according to the judgment of the traffic accident, how to compensate, that Luoda can only be dumb and eat coptis.

....

Yesterday's meeting said that the next regular meeting will be in three days, and Xia Feng has nothing to worry about this.

The day passed quickly, and before you knew it, it was dark.

In the evening, Vina returned home and cooked a hearty dinner and opened a bottle of red wine.

At the dinner table, watching Vina cup after cup, her face became more and more red, and Xia Feng secretly felt as if there was a play.

But who knows, as the last glass of wine went down, Vina slapped the wine glass.

"You wash the dishes, I'll go take a shower."

Xia Feng pouted.

"I have an arm injury, how can I wash the dishes?"

"Then I don't care, anyway, you have to find a way to brush the bowl, if it doesn't work, you can brush it with one hand."

Walking to the top of the stairs, Vina's slightly drunken expression hesitated, shook her head, and she said firmly.

"I went to bed straight after taking a shower, and you still slept on the sofa on the first floor, that's all, good night."

Xia Feng smiled and nodded.

"Got it, go to sleep, good night."

After realizing it, Xia Feng no longer has any "dissatisfaction".

What's wrong with sleeping on the couch? Vena's sofa is not for everyone to sleep on.

....

In this way, the warm days passed day by day, and the injuries on Xia Feng's body were getting better at a perverted speed.

Early in the morning of the day.

After Vina went out, Xia Feng was really a little idle, so she also walked out of the house and ran in the villa area.

When passing by the flower bed in the center of the villa area, an old man saw Xia Feng running with a bandage on one hand, and asked in surprise.

"Young man, why did you come out and run around when you were injured?"

Xia Feng smiled indifferently.

"It's just that if you're injured, you have to exercise more, otherwise how can you recover quickly."

The old man sighed and shook his head, muttering to himself.

"Hey, today's young people, they don't care about their bodies at all, they rely on their youth to be wasted, and when they are old, they will regret it."