In his sleep, Wen Yan suddenly noticed a cold line of sight coming, made him shiver unconsciously, and then quickly opened his eyes.

Wen Yan was puzzled to see Long Kaizhe's gloomy face.

"Uncle?"

"Get your hands off!"

Long Kaizhe's voice was low, but he had a little domineering.

Wen Yan looked at his hand.

No problem!

What's wrong with Uncle?

Wen Yan frowned, and instead of taking his hand away, he embraced gentleness more forcefully.

"No! Mummy hasn't slept with me for a long time! I'm going to hold Mommy! Mummy smells good on her body!! uuuuuuuuuuu

After Wen Yan said that, he put his face on his gentle...