JiMingshao had foreseen what would happen next. In a few minutes, it would be time for Sally to go back home and sleep.

　　The sofa had been made, and the quilt was bent to an ordinary degree. It was luring Samuel back to the sofa to sleep.

　　Although she nodded obediently, she didn't leave at once.

　　Was there anything else that she wanted to talk to him? He didn't understand. He tried to control his temper and wanted to see what she was going to do tonight.

　　Still grabbing JiMingshao's clothes, she bit her lips and frowned. She knew it was time to go to bed, but she was still...