Seeing this, Liu Zhenying held the phone higher, his almond-shaped eyes rolled into crescent moons, and his smile was bright: "This is me."

"Yes, it's you."

Qu Xiaojue's hoarse voice was close to her ear, and his fingers slid on the screen: "The lock screen of my phone is you, and the wallpaper is also you. As long as someone sees my phone, they will know that I have a wife, and they can

Save a lot of unnecessary trouble."

"Yes." She nodded in agreement, and could not help but feel sweet emotional fluctuations in her heart. She murmured a smile: "So many people say they like you secretly, which makes me not even like them."

Next, Liu Zhenying played games one after another, while telling Qu Xiaojue about the recent events in Nancheng District.

However, she is not very good at exaggerating the atmosphere. Even something as thrilling as the kidnapping case is described as ordinary by her, as if it is the simplest thing in life.

At first Qu Xiaojue would respond to her, but then gradually he stopped responding.

When she looked sideways, she found that he had fallen into a deep sleep at some point, his sword eyes tightly closed, and there were dark circles and fatigue under his eyes. He was breathing evenly. It was obvious that the pillows between the two of them were

They were side by side, but he insisted on putting his head on her pillow.

It was a little tight, so she wanted to move it to the side.

But as soon as she made a move, the arms tied around her waist suddenly tightened, clasping her tighter, and her thighs pressed up openly, completely confining her in his arms.

Liu Zhenying was a little uncomfortable being held by Qu Xiaojue like this, but the more she struggled, the tighter he restrained her. However, except for the frown on his eyebrows, he didn't wake up the whole time. It was all subconscious actions.

There was no other way, Liu Zhenying could only reluctantly stretch out his arm, and after touching his mobile phone, he lay down obediently and stopped moving.

Holding the phone in her hand, she thought for a few seconds and then sent a text message to Shi Mengyao.

【Do you have any way to declare your sovereignty?】

Soon, Shi Mengyao's reply was sent.

Except for a long series of meaningless "ah"s, it took me a long time to get to the point.

[Use your group photo, post it on Moments, Weibo, and all social platforms. Senior sister, are you ready to officially announce your senior brother-in-law? 】

【right.】

Liu Zhenying was not very skilled in mobile phones, so he got on the phone with Shi Mengyao. Under her step-by-step guidance, he first took a picture of the two of them intertwining their fingers, and then borrowed a picture of her from her.

The photos of them secretly taken were not accompanied by any copywriting. They were simply posted on WeChat and Weibo.

The point is...

Qu Xiaojue’s mobile phone used by Liu Zhenying.

After all, she was on a call on her cell phone.

Finally, she happily looked at the Weibo content on her phone. Within two minutes, there was a series of comments underneath.

She flipped through the pages and used Qu Xiaojue's Weibo account to like the comments with the most likes.

The comment is...

[Oh my God, is this a declaration of sovereignty?]

However, no one will know that this Weibo is completely derived from a woman’s unique possessive desire.

After playing enough, a slight sleepiness rolled over him. Liu Zhenying threw both mobile phones aside, rested peacefully on Qu Xiaojue's chest, and fell asleep in a daze.

When she woke up again, she was awakened by the sound of gurgling water in the bathroom.

She sat up slowly, woke up for a few seconds, and drank the milk that had been placed on the bedside for some time. Then she remembered what she had been doing before going to bed.

With her phone still in place, she opened the lock screen, clicked on Weibo and looked at it again, only to find that Qu Xiaojue's Weibo account had updated a new Weibo account twenty minutes ago.

[My fiancée is naughty, please forgive me, this is the real declaration of sovereignty.]

The accompanying picture was a newly taken photo of Qu Xiaojue leaning over and kissing Liu Zhenying, who was still sleeping.

In this bedroom, on this bed.
Chapter completed!