Huo Miao finished his work late at night and returned to his bedroom. Mu Chudi was sideways, facing the door with his back. His slender body was curled up slightly and covered tightly with a quilt for self-protection.

It seems that there is something on guard.

Mu Chudi made him laugh and cry.

If he really wants to do something, can she refuse?

Back in bed, there was a gentle and steady breathing around me, as if I was really asleep.

Pinched tired and sour eyebrows, reached for the lamp, ready to turn off the light to sleep.

The moment I touched the zipper of the lamp, a face full...