I'm in Yuanshen, I just married Zhongli, and I have a group chat

When the early morning sun shone through the gap in the window and into the carriage, Tartaglia rubbed her eyes and woke up......

At this time, Yingzheng was half-leaning in the carriage, not waking up yet, and the sun shone on her pretty face, giving her a layer of holy light......

Beautiful curly eyelashes, thin cherry lips, and sparkling blonde hair......

Looking at this scene, Tartaglia's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but stretch out her finger and poke her cheek......

But before he could touch Ying, he saw Ying's sleepy eyes open in a hazy manner, rubbing his eyes, and greeting him lazily, "Good morning!"

"Good morning!"

As she spoke, Tartaglia tried to get up.

At this moment, he realized that he was lying on Ying's lap now, and not only that, but Paimon Jr. was also lying in his arms.

No, to be precise, Paimon was being held in his arms as a pillow.

As for Jean, he was looking at him strangely.

Seeing this, he quickly sat up.

Because of the quick movement of getting up, Paimon in his arms fell straight out, rolling and crashing into the car next to him.

"Ouch!" 06

"My head, Ajax, why did you wake up so scared?" Paimon grumbled, rubbing his little head.

I slept well, but I was suddenly thrown out and hit the carriage.

It almost didn't hurt her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Tartaglia asked curiously, "By the way, did I sleep like that all nights yesterday?"

"Sleeping on Ying's lap?"

When he said this, Tartaglia's expression was extremely strange.

If he's not mistaken, he must have found a remote place to sleep when he slept last night, right?

Why did you wake up and run to Ying's lap?

It's not scientific!

Could it be that he has a habit of sleepwalking?

But it's not right, even if you sleepwalk, you can't dream of Ying's legs!

Glaring at Tartaglia, Paimon looked dissatisfied, "Of course, you slept like a pig when you got on the screen, and I couldn't remove you with all my might, but you used it as a pillow." "

Hearing this, Tartaglia's expression became more and more strange.

No wonder he felt that he slept so soundly last night, can a girl's knee pillow not be fragrant?

Even if you're really awake, you'll probably continue to pretend to be asleep!

However, why did he run from the corner of the carriage to Ying's lap when he was so good!

Coughing lightly, Tartaglia organized the language, "Well, can I ask, how did I get to Ying's lap? I remember that I should have leaned on the carriage when I slept before, right?"

With a cold snort, Paimon told the truth, "That's because Ying saw that you couldn't sleep well, so she specially helped you change your sleeping place." "

When he said this, Paimon paused, "Hurry up and rub Ying's legs, her legs are numb from you, and my head is going to be rubbed too!

"Okay!"

Rubbing Ying's legs?

Tartaglia was naturally very happy about this.

After all, it is not he who suffers from this kind of thing, no, it is better to say that it will only be him who is cheap! What is he not happy about?

"Paimon, what are you talking nonsense!"

Before he could act, Ying blushed and grabbed Paimon, then pressed him to his lap as a doll.

After doing all this, Ying turned her gaze to Tartaglia to the side and whispered, "Ajax, no need!

Although she has a good impression of Tartaglia, she also let Tartaglia enjoy the treatment of a knee pillow overnight last night, but there is such a thing as rubbing her legs, and there is the head of the piano watching from the side, she can't let go after all!

"Okay!" (read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

Although it was a pity that he couldn't help Ying rub his legs, Tartaglia also knew that Ying was easily shy, so he didn't push it too hard.

Moreover, in the final analysis, he and Ying are not formal boyfriend and girlfriend, rubbing legs is too intimate, and only lovers or relatives can do it, even if he is embarrassed to do it, Ying is embarrassed to let him rub it.

"Ajax, you see that Ying and I are so good to you, and when you wake up, you fall me so badly!"

Enjoying Tartaglia's massage service, Paimon was still a little dissatisfied, "So, Ajax, how are you going to repay and compensate us?"

Glancing at Paimon, who was enjoying his face, and Ying, who was looking at him faintly and seemed to want to know his answer, Tartaglia's eyes flickered slightly, and he had an idea, "Well, why don't you enjoy the treatment of the knee pillow next time I sleep with you in my arms?"

"That's what you said!"

Paimon took off and threw himself in Tartaglia's face.

A rare opportunity to get revenge on this guy Ajax, she didn't want to miss it.

As for whether men and women are intimate or not?

Oh, do you think she's a small Paimon and doesn't understand her Jiaying's thoughts?

In fact, if she hadn't seen that Ying was interested in Ajax, she would have woken up Tartaglia while he was sleeping on Ying's lap!

"Hey, hey, Paimon, come down, I can't see 913...... Eye...... Eyes ......"

And just as Tartaglia was messing with Paimon, a reminder suddenly came from outside the car, and it was Diluc.

"Starpicking Cliff is almost here, but there will be a very steep road later, so you should be careful in the car. "

"Hmm!"

As soon as the promised words were spoken, before Tartaglia and the others could get ready, the car began to tremble violently, and then up and down, left and right, upside down, left and right, back and forth, almost making people think that the carriage was about to fall apart.

Tartaglia leaned against the corner, using his body as a meat pad, and then pulled Ying and the others closer to avoid the bumps of the vehicle and injuring them.

No way, he is the only man in the car now, and the rest are girls.

He is a man, how embarrassed to let a girl be his own meat pad!

Suddenly, it seemed to encounter a particularly steep rock, and the vehicle jumped violently.

Affected by the vehicle, Ying and the others also quickly pressed towards the location where Tartaglia was.

"Poof......

The sharp pain stimulated the cranial nerves, and at this moment, Tartaglia could clearly feel that his ribs had been hit by an unknown source, and this sudden sharp pain almost made him go into shock!