"This is..." Ye Kong walked into the room with light pink and powdery smell, and saw a small bed on one side, and a simple small table and Pu mat on the other.

it doesn't matter whether there is a bed or not in God's room. That little bed must be a baby with colorful wings. And that meditation place is where Yao Hui usually stays.

although this room can be called simple and incomparable, it has to be said that this is Yao Hui's boudoir.

Maybe I feel embarrassed to take ye Kong back to my boudoir. Yao Hui hesitates for a moment, but she doesn't want to wake...