"Huh?" Sleeping in a daze, Sang Ji moved his body and lay flat, squinting his eyes and opening his eyes to look at the person lying beside him.

Xu was her move that woke up Xu Jiamu, who had always been asleep.

He also followed her tone, "Huh? "Silence.

Xu Jiamu opened her eyes slightly, directly hugged the person in front of her in her arms, and nestled between her neck as if she wanted to continue sleeping.

The warm breath sprayed on Sangi's skin, causing her to wake up completely.

It was pitch black in the room.

She frowned, struggling to turn on the light with the bedside remote.

But as soon as she moved, Xu Jiamu was not happy.

"Hmm-" he whispered in Sang Ji's ear in a half-coquettish tone, "Don't move, go to sleep again." ”

Sang Ji listened to his inexplicable milk voice and was stunned.

It took a while for her to come to her senses, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but go up as she blinked.

She just heard me right, right?

Xu Jiamu's little milk voice sounded again in Sang Ji's memories, and it spread all over the body.

I really heard you right.

Sang Ji thought, his hooked lips dilated for a moment and he couldn't hold back his chuckle, his heart was almost close to ecstasy, and he wanted to shake his legs excitedly.

Oh, my God...... I regret not opening the recording, and I missed it in vain!

This is the first time he has heard Xu Jiamu's voice since Sang Ji was so old.

According to the Internet buzzword, he is a little wolf dog during the day and a little milk dog at night, switching freely.

"What's wrong?"

Xu was "heartbroken" by Sang Ji's happy heart, and even if she didn't make a sound, Xu Jiamu was excited to wake up.

He frowned slightly and asked, his voice returning to normal domineering little wolf dog type.

Well, the little wolf dog at night is also a little wolf dog during the day.

Sang Ji pouted inwardly and muttered unconvinced.

Xu Jiamu withdrew his arm that was a little numb by Sang Ji's pillow, and lay flat on his stomach until his arm bleed.

"No," Sang Ji cooperatively lifted the head that pillowed his arm at some point, slid his body onto the comfortable and soft pillow, and looked at Xu Jiamu's handsome side face in the dark night through the faint moonlight that barely penetrated some gaps, "But how did you climb up?" ”

"Huh?" Hearing her question, Xu Jiamu's heart was empty.

He blinked and turned his face to Jin Sang Ji's bright eyes, pretending to be calm and putting on a reasonable look: "When you are sleepy, you will come up and sleep." ”

“……”

Sang Ji was choked by Xu Jiamu's words, and he had nothing to deal with for a while.

The two lay quietly for a few minutes, Xu Jiamu loosened her body that was pressed a little sore, lifted the smoke-pink silk quilt and got up, put on black home slippers and stood slightly sideways.

Just a beam of moonlight passed through the gap in the undrawn curtains and shone on Xu Jiamu's side, stretching the originally slender figure longer.

Sang Ji's eyes were about to light up when he saw it, and his mouth opened in surprise as if he was not under her control, and muttered two words: "So handsome—"

Her words made Xu Jiamu, who just wanted to bend down to take the remote control, and he was stunned for a few seconds before bending down with a red face and holding the remote control tightly in his hand.

Xu Jiamu pursed her lips, her face gradually flushed, and even her ears were full of red.

Xu Jiamu paused for a moment, turned on the light in the room for Sang Ji after getting ready, threw the remote control on the bed, and strode towards the door.

The door pulled in a gust of wind and walked out with a loud noise.

Sang Ji stared at the quick scene in bewilderment.