That is, he was speechless for a while for the bun lamp that Sheng Moyuan brought back.

In the end, I said a few words, and the time was a little late.

Sheng Moyuan went straight back to his room.

He placed the bun lamp in his hand on the hanging basket at the head of the bed.

The surrounding subordinates have already retreated.

The light of the bun lamp was warm and dim, and it had burned for so long, and it was clear that the fuel was not enough.

Sheng Moyuan was only wearing underwear, sitting at the head of the bed, looking at the bun lamp with beautiful and cold eyes, and finally couldn't hold back, hugged the pillow next to him in his arms, lowered his head, buried his face in the pillow, and rubbed it gently, as if he wanted to feel the breath of Qinghui from the pillow.

Then I heard a familiar angry voice ringing in my ears.

"Open the window."

Sheng Moyuan: ???

Sheng Moyuan subconsciously raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the window.

It seems to dislike his slow movements.

Someone else knocked lightly twice on the window.

Sheng Moyuan hurriedly got up, came to the window, locked the window, and pushed the window door open.

The next moment, Qinghui's face appeared in front of his eyes.

Then the little white jade hand propped up on the edge of the window, raised his foot, and jumped in directly.

Sheng Moyuan looked at Qinghui who entered his room in the middle of the night, and was stunned for a moment, "Why are you here?" ”

Hearing this, he saw that Qinghui was still very proud, and raised his little chin slightly.

"That's it, can you stop me?"

Can you stop Lord Lingjian?!

No.

Lord Lingjian wants to sleep with the earmuffs of the stove tonight.

No one can stop her!

Sheng Moyuan hesitated for a moment, holding back a smile in his eyes, he always felt that running into the man's room in the middle of the night didn't seem to be something worth bragging?

It was expected that even if there was no goblin fight tonight, there would definitely be a kissing and hugging shallow coffee who hurriedly poked his little head out of the cloth pocket.

Asaka: Lord Qinghui, this time I strongly request that I find a nest where I can't see you and lock me up, thank you.

It's better to have something to eat.

The coffee-colored plush dumplings raised their little paws with a serious face.

She didn't want to be a little zombie hamster who couldn't do anything right now.

She'll have cramps if she's blocked stiff all night!!

Under the protest of the shallow coffee.

Qinghui, who felt that the rat meat was not delicious, finally found a corner in Sheng Moyuan's house and put the light coffee inside.

Probably today I was finally able to get what I wanted, and Qinghui was in a good mood and put a piece of osmanthus cake next to Qiancai.

Qianjia looked at the osmanthus cake, went up directly, and hugged the pastry.

Asaka: The tool rat left tears of emotion.

After arranging the noisy light coffee.

Qinghui looked back at the people who were following him, and his beautiful eyes watched Qinghui finish all this.

With a faint warmth on his body, when Qinghui looked over, he still looked away slightly.

Obviously, before the kiss, he took the initiative to kiss.

That's what it looks like now.

Qinghui looked at him, his eyes drawn to his long, curled black eyelashes.

After thinking about it, he raised his hand and touched his eyelashes lightly.

The feeling is subtle, and something seems to be fermenting in my heart.

Sheng Moyuan's eyelashes shook twice quickly, and he raised his eyes to look at Qinghui.

I heard Qinghui's voice sound, "Come, let's sleep together!" ”