Chapter 10： I will marry you 10 (1/2)

”Don't ... I'm going to sleep here ...” Rubbing his eyes, he staggered from the middle of the bed to Cheng Zhiyan, clasped his neck tightly with his hands, closed his eyes, and muttered. ”I want to drink milk powder ...” He just passed out.

”...”

Cheng Zhiyan looked helplessly at the soft villain hanging on his body like a koala, and wanted to open his mouth to call his mother, but was afraid to wake her up, so he just clenched his teeth and pinched her with his hands. Carry it on your shoulders and leave the door.

Although the bunny is only three years old, it already weighs thirty pounds.

A child of 30 pounds is a bit heavy even if he is an adult, not to mention Cheng Zhiyan, 10 years old.

Fortunately, his mother's room was next to him.

It was only Zhou Ye who was watching the variety show on the TV cheerfully, the door of the room was opened, and an unknown object came in, which surprised her.

When she calmed down and looked closely, she found that the unknown object turned out to be her son carrying a bunny, and suddenly she couldn't help crying.

”What's wrong with the rabbit?” Zhou Zheng looked at his faltering son, and quickly got out of bed and stepped forward, trying to take over the rabbit lying on Cheng Zhiyan's body, but unexpectedly, the little guy's arm was snarling Cheng Zhiyan's neck couldn't be cut off.

”She's asleep.” Cheng Zhiyan's face was pressed against the soft flesh cheeks of the rabbit, and her even breathing sound came from her ears, and her furry little head slid around her shoulders, her soft hair It slipped across his back neck like a feather.

”Then I'll call the bunny's mother over.” Zhou Yan picked up the bunny for a while, and found that this guy was really too tight in his words, and finally had to give up.

”Um.” Cheng Zhiyan nodded, hugged the rabbit and staggered back to his room.

When the little rabbit mother hurried up, Cheng Zhiyan was sitting upright on her bed in an upright posture, holding the rabbit's soft body with her hands, turning her head and looking at him with the look of expectation.