After the divorce, the ex-wife kept losing her vest

Chapter 460 Sleeping with her in your arms?

Nani?

Nan Song stared at the Q-version cartoon doll for a long time, "Is this me?"

She really didn't recognize it.

But if you look closely, you can see that her big eyes and cute appearance are quite like her when she was a child, with a tear mole under her eyes.

It can be said that the details are very well controlled.

Wait!
Some thoughts suddenly popped up in her mind, which made her startled. She turned back to look at Yu Jinwen, "You don't know how to sleep with it at night, right?"

"No!"

Yu Jinwen became nervous when he saw her sullen face, and hurriedly explained: "I think so, but this doll has just been made, and it hasn't been long since it was washed and dried... not yet, it's too late."

What did he just say?
Yu Jinwen subconsciously kept silent and covered his mouth.

Nan Song didn't quite hear the latter part, but he could hear the sentence "I do think so" clearly.

"I said," she narrowed her eyes slightly, "do you have any quirks? It's okay, just say it boldly and I won't laugh at you."

Yu Jinwen was startled, and after understanding the meaning of Nan Song's words, he couldn't help but put his forehead on his forehead and curled up the corners of his mouth, "No, I didn't make this doll."

Nan Song said "I don't believe it".

"Really, not only yours, but mine as well."

Yu Jinwen opened the cabinet and stuffed him into the back. He also took out a humanoid doll that had never seen the light of day. It was also a Q-version character, wearing a suit and looking serious.

"Pfft." Nan Song couldn't hold it back, "Is this you?"

She recognized him immediately.

"Ah."

Yu Jinwen responded dully, and he didn't want to admit it at first sight.

Nan Song was not interested in his own humanoid doll, but he was very interested in Yu Jinwen's, "Who made this?"

"Yu Zeyu."

Yu Jinwen looked helpless, "This brat has a girlfriend who runs an online store and specializes in making cartoon dolls of celebrities and peripherals. I don't know much about it. In order to support his girlfriend's business, He made one for everyone in the family, and he also made one for you. The designer and painter are average, but grandpa and grandma like it quite a lot, so I took it out for you. "

"The brat is pretty good, he's very good at wooing his girlfriend."

Nan Song smiled and said, "It's quite fun. I'll ask him for the store link later and make a few of them. Everyone in the family will have one."

Yu Jinwen smiled softly, "You like it?"

"Like it."

Nan Song squeezed Yu Jinwen's doll and responded.

Yu Jinwen's eyebrows trembled and he asked in a low voice, "Do you like my doll, or do you like me?"

"like……"

Nan Song subconsciously wanted to answer, but when he realized something was wrong, he suddenly stopped and froze.

She raised her head and met Yu Jinwen's eyes as dark as the night sky.

Under the lamp, there are stars in the pupils.

Nan Song's heart was beating uncontrollably.

The smile was still on the corner of Yu Jinwen's mouth. The next second, a gust of wind suddenly hit him. Nan Song picked up the pillow in his hand and swung it towards him, saying angrily: "I like it!"

Who are you flirting with?
Yu Jinwen was beaten, but he was not annoyed at all. He still smiled and said, "Oh. Then I'm a piece of shit."

"..."

Nan Song was defeated by him.

Impressed.

This man became so shameless that he even scolded himself.

She threw the human-shaped pillow into his arms, "Then I'll let you go. Go away."

Yu Jinwen looked at "himself" in his hand with disgust on his face, "I don't want this, this is too ugly."

He glanced at "Nan Song" on the bed and said, "I like that one, let's swap."

Nan Song sent them two words, "Dream!"

"..."—

Yu Jinwen went into the bathroom to take a shower, and Nan Song was already lying on the bed with a cartoon version of himself beside him.

Listening to the rushing sound in the bathroom, I felt very nervous for some reason.

She was really crazy, why did she agree to sleep in his yard, and even slept in his bedroom!On his bed!
Although it was once hers.

Ugh……

Nan Song sighed leisurely. If her eldest brother found out about this, her legs and Yu Jinwen's life might not be saved.

She turned over slightly and caught a glimpse of the Q version of Yu Jinwen on the sofa.

It was standing there, looking at her seriously.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman? If you look again, I'll dig out your eyes."

Nan Song warned the doll in a fierce voice.

The bathroom door suddenly opened, and Yu Jinwen came out covered in moisture, "Huh? Do you want to talk to me?"

"..."

Nan Song wanted to pretend to be asleep, but it was too late.

"Why are you so fast?"

Nan Song was so guilty that he struck preemptively. From the time he entered to the time he came out, were there three minutes?
"I'm used to taking combat showers in the army."

Yu Jinwen replied to her, wiped his wet hair with a towel, but suddenly paused, looked at her, and said seriously: "I'm actually... not that fast."

He added: "On that front."

"..."

Nan Song felt a flame rushing from the soles of his feet to his forehead, "Who asked you about that?!"

"Then I didn't misunderstand."

Yu Jinwen seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, then raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "That's what I took the initiative to explain."

"..."

Nan Song's face turned red in embarrassment, "Just turn off the microphone."

She doesn't want to talk to him anymore!
What are you talking about?
He also confessed...Does she like to hear his explanation?

Yu Jinwen couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Nan Song pulled up the quilt so that almost half of her face was covered, but he could see her red ears exposed.

I looked up at the clock on the wall and saw it was already half past one.

He said: "Go to bed early, staying up late is not good for your health."

Nan Song grunted, said good night politely, and then said: "Blow dry your hair before going to bed, otherwise you will have a headache when you wake up the next morning, and you may also catch a cold."

Yu Jinwen couldn't hold it back and laughed softly again, feeling like she was scaring a child.

"What are you laughing at? Don't take it seriously."

Seeing how confident he looked, Nan Song got angry. He lifted the quilt and got off the bed. He went to the cabinet and took out the hair dryer he used to use and stuffed it into his hand.

"With this, my hair dries quickly."

Yu Jinwen held the hair dryer and looked at the various buttons on it, "How do you use this?"

"Oh, why are you so stupid? You can't even use a hair dryer."

Nan Song's face was full of impatience, but he still plugged in the power to cover it up, "Here, here are the gears, divided into three gears: high, medium and low. Here is the wind, the left is cold wind and the right is hot."

But Yu Jinwen was very stupid throughout the whole process and couldn't teach him anything. Nan Song got annoyed and just pulled his head over his head, adjusted the hot air to medium setting, and blew on his hair.

She brushed her fingers through his black hair. She originally thought his hair would be very hard, but she didn't expect it to be soft and very thick.

It's a pity that I left it short, otherwise I would have had black hair.

Her name was engraved on the side of her hair, and the words "Nan Song" were right in front of her eyes, so close.

Hot wind and electricity flowed between the two people. Nan Song's head was a little empty. Suddenly, her wrist was held by a strong hand.

Breathe, take a breath.

(End of this chapter)