Chapter 633: Superficial ease (1/2)

In the history of Haishi, there have been three major floods in total. These are well documented. One was during the Qianlong period, one was during the war of resistance against Japan, and one was shortly before and after the founding of the People's Republic of China. It was terrible, countless Liangtians were destroyed, and the casualties were also heavy. Almost all the seas were destroyed at that time.

However, it must be different now. At that time, the defense work has been carried out all the time. It is also because of the topography of the sea market that built a river embankment that can withstand a century of floods. He believes that this flood will not cause too much impact. Everyone died.

Closed the computer, it was 3:25 in the middle of the night, and I don’t know if he was bothering these things recently, so he rarely had any drowsiness.

He walked into the bedroom again. Fortunately, Yan Huan did not wake up, but it might be because of the heat, so he kicked the quilt away.

Lu Yi bent down and pulled her on the quilt, but it also made Yan wake up

Yan Huan rubbed his eyes, and half a day later opened his slightly sore eyes, he saw Lu Yi sitting by the bed and did not sleep.

”What's wrong?” She also sat up with her, and then put her whole person in his arms. ”Did you not sleep, what time is it now?”

”It's three to forty-five, and some can't sleep. You can sleep.”

Lu Yi let her lie down and patted her shoulder again.

”It's more than three o'clock,” Yan Huan yawned. She tried to make herself awake several times, but it was really too sleepy, too tired, didn't support much, and was sleeping again Afterwards, Lu Yi held her like this, and did not move. She was afraid to wake her up again.

And when Yan Huan opened his eyes again, the sky outside was already bright. The sunlight folds in from the window lightly. Although it is still hot in September, it can already feel the coolness of the Haijiang. Angry.

She pulled the quilt over her head a bit, and also blindfolded her head, wanting to sleep for a while, but those too strong sunlight, but it seemed to be unable to block the light, shone on her body, it was always a bit noisy.

Noisy, hot noisy.

She lifted the quilt and went to the bathroom. When she came out, she was finally relieved. She finally didn't need to drink the soup that tasted bad, and her physiology period was finally over.

However, when the nanny put another bowl of soup in front of her, she wanted to cry.

”Auntie, why do you want to drink soup?”

The babysitter couldn't help but laughed out loud, ”This is the usual drink, the taste is not that strange, you don't have to be afraid of it like this.”

Don't you be afraid? Yan Huan picked up the bowl with her own hands. She wanted to kneel for the nanny who was very good at soup at home. The taste of the brown sugar black chicken would not be forgotten in her life.

That kind of spicy, that kind of sour, is the king of soup she has been drinking for two lifetimes.

Really, it's so hard to drink.