Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"I don't want to listen. Say it again. Besides, I'll go to sleep with Tsing Yi and the others." Wen Xiaoai was anxious and was a little angry.

"Snee!"

A sneeze made Tsing Yi, who was about to fall asleep finally, a hundred times more energetic again.

The drunkard turned over, faced Tsing Yi, and pulled the quilt on his body at him.

He said vaguely: "Why are you still up?"

"I'm a little sleepy, now I'm refreshed." Tsing Yi smiled bitterly, "80% of the guy in white is hiding in the bed and scolding me."

"Sorry, I woke you up, I will kick that guy tomorrow."

"Hmm..." The alcoholic didn't open his eyes, half asleep and half awake: "If it's cold, turn up the air conditioner."

"It's okay, I think it's just right." Tsing Yi smiled.

"..." The drunkard didn't answer any more, as if he had fallen asleep again.

Tsing Yi tilted her head and looked at the sleeping drunk through the moonlight from the balcony. She was not sleepy anymore...

Jun Moyan frowned, and his face was even more stern, a little angry: "You are a girl, how can you sleep with them."

"If you don't sleep with me, I will sleep with them."

"You are not allowed to say such things in the future, nor are you allowed to get so close to men."

This little thing is so simple that there is no awareness of men and women. It can only distinguish good people from bad people. It is a bit dangerous and worrying.

"Then will you sleep with me?"

Jun Mo Yan sighed helplessly, and pulled the two arms around his waist tightly again: "You let me go first."

"It's not loose, you can run away when it's loose." Wen Xiaoai tried to suckle, clinging tightly.

Jun Moyan couldn't breathe.

"...I don't run."

Wen Xiaoai immediately raised his head and looked at him when he heard it, and asked somewhat unbelievably: "Really?"

"Ok."

"Then do you sleep with me?"

"...Hmm." Jun Mo Yan Ying followed the word, and his heart jumped fiercely. He didn't dare to meet Wen Xiaoai's clear eyes.

Wen Xiaoai suddenly laughed when he heard it: "It's pretty much the same."

As he said, his hand still didn't let go of him, but he held him and retreated to the bed.

Jun Moyan can only follow her.

When he came to the bed, Wen Xiaoai let him go, holding his clothes in one hand, pointing to the big bed, and learning the tone of Jun Moyan just now:

"Go up and lie down obediently."

"Little boy..."

"Say you can sleep with me, do you want to regret it?" Wen Xiaoai frowned, feeling that Jun Moyan was going to tell her about the difference between men and women. She was really angry.

"No."

Jun Mo Yan reluctantly went to bed and lay down.

"There are quilts, uh... don't cover the quilt yet, I haven't put it on yet."

Wen Xiaoai stepped back two steps to turn off the light, and then quickly jumped into bed.

Jun Moyan hadn't reacted yet, and suddenly felt heavy on his body.

Wen Xiaoai lay on him and moved his body.

"Little boy." Jun Mo Yan was startled and was about to get up, but Wen Xiaoai raised his head and looked at him strangely: "What's wrong?"

"You, you come to sleep next to me."

"No, I'm going to sleep on your body." Wen Xiaoai grabbed the clothes beside him tightly with both hands.

"...I can't sleep like you."

"Why can't I sleep anymore? I used to sleep on your body. Is it because I have become a human, bigger and heavier now, and you despise me?" Wen Xiaoai looked anxious.

"...No."

"Then why are you driving me down?"

"...It's okay, go to sleep."