After Yan Xiaomo got the dishes and chopsticks ready, she shouted outside and lit the oil lamp inside the house.
It's really not easy to live in this world.
It's backward, poor and underdeveloped, and the pace of life is super slow.
After all, Yan Xiaomo is used to the fast pace of modern life.
The pace of life in ancient times was slow, so she often felt bored.
When you are bored, you always have to give yourself something to do so that you will not feel bored.
Looking at the food on the table, Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but want to praise herself.
She was really so virtuous and could also cook.
Yan Xiaomo clicked her lips, her stomach rumbling with hunger, but Zhuge Liang didn't come out, so she couldn't eat alone.
This was not polite or self-restrained at all.
Thinking about it, Yan Xiaomo put down her chopsticks and broke into Zhuge Liang's room.
I saw an oil lamp in the room.
Under the oil lamp, Zhuge Liang was holding a bamboo slip and his eyes were on the bamboo slip without ever leaving it.
Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Can your eyes bear it when reading in such darkness?
Thinking about it, Yan Xiaomo walked over and took the book away from Zhuge Liang's hand.
"Sir, reading under too dim light is not good for your eyes.
It's better to eat first and rest after eating."
Yan Xiaomo put Zhuge Liang's book on the cabinet with a serious expression.
The thatched cottage is very clean and slippers are required when entering and exiting.
So Yan Xiaomo is now stepping on the wooden board with bare feet.
It's not too cold yet, so it's okay to step on it with bare feet.
"Really?
Why have I never heard of it?"
Zhuge Liang was not angry, but looked at the woman beside him with a smile on his face.
She was right next to him, so close that he could smell the fragrance of her body.
"It's normal that you haven't heard.
Anyway, I won't lie to you.
Sir, let's go."
Yan Xiaomo knelt down and removed all the bamboo slips on the table, for fear that Zhuge Liang would continue reading.
Ancient people did not have modern high-tech things, so they loved reading very much.
They were almost addicted to books.
They obtained all their knowledge from books.
Therefore, in ancient times, there was an idiom about forgetting to sleep and eat, which means studying hard and forgetting to sleep and forget to eat.
"Acridine" Yan Xiaomo shouted and fell back, with a man lying on top of her.
"Mr.
Zhuge, you" Yan Xiaomo tried to push the person on her body away with her hands, but the person pressed her wrists on both sides of her head.
Their eyes met, and Yan Xiaomo felt quite nervous.
"Xiaomo, long time no see."
Zhuge Liang's mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at the woman under him carefully.
The light was dim just right, making the atmosphere in the room ambiguous.
She is still so beautiful, as charming as when we first met her.
"Zhuge" Yan Xiaomo's heartstrings trembled and she swallowed hard.
This guy is so strange.
Why did he become like this?
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Yan Xiaomo was very confused, but didn't know what to say.
"I'm awake."
Zhuge Liang leaned over and kissed Yan Xiaomo's lips.
He also woke up before Xiaomo came.
"What" Yan Xiaomo's last words were all stuck in Zhuge Liang's throat, and he couldn't say anything else.
The temperature in the room soared, almost to the edge of crime, but Yan Xiaomo came to her senses in time and stopped.
This kind of temptation to commit crime requires strong resistance and restraint.
If the resistance and restraint are insufficient, it will be very easy to fall. aa2705221: