Jun Moting was busy until late at night before returning to the bedroom.

The big bed was empty.

I wanted to ignore her and sleep wherever I liked, but after bathing and going to bed, I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

Thinking that she still had an injury on her leg, and it was even more troublesome to turn around and fall to the root of the disease, Jun Moting turned over and sat up, and looked for it all the way.

When I found the small room, I saw Qin Ye sleeping comfortably next to the little guy.

Thinking that the pillow was a little short, she pillowed another arm of her own.

The other arm hugged Xiao Xiao tightly.

The little guy was attached to Qin Ye's arms.

The picture is inexplicably harmonious.

Jun Moting's heart moved.

Although teenagers have obvious gender awareness, they are the most immature and easily influenced stage.

In the past five years of taking care of the little one, perhaps, Qin Ye's subconscious, he regarded himself as a little mother, or a sister?

In the end, Qin Ye was not affected by the environment.

But was affected by his own subtle psychological suggestion?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this possibility was extremely high, and Jun Moting decided that he couldn't continue like this anymore.

Nowadays, Qin Shuyi, as a grandmother, can naturally replace the role of female elders.

Qin Ye, it's better to be a brother in a proper manner.

Jun Moting carefully removed his little arm and carried Qin Ye back to the room.

Qin Ye was unaware.

After the fight with the Z of spades, I was exhausted.

In addition, she was injured again, and in the past few nights, she has either a fever or a leg pain, and she has hardly slept well.

Returning to Mojing Villa, the sense of security from the inside out made her fall asleep involuntarily.

Consciously, he still thought he was in Xiaoxiao's arms, Qin Ye hugged one of Jun Moting's arms tightly, and slept sweetly like never before.

In the middle of the night, my leg started to hurt.

Qin Ye just muttered in a low voice, and felt that the calf was cool and cool, and then, someone kneaded it moderately.

The frowning brows slowly relaxed, and Qin Ye fell asleep in a daze.

When I opened my eyes again, it was very bright.

Looking at the princess's pink veil that was missing above his head, Qin Ye was momentarily stunned.

After a few moments, he sat up abruptly.

Can anyone tell her when she came back to Jun Moting's bedroom?

Sleepwalking is impossible.

That can only be ......

Thinking of a possibility, Qin Ye couldn't help but frown.

Jun Moting hugged her, but she didn't even notice it?

Is it because she slept too hard?

Or, in her heart, he was already on her trust list and could let him do whatever he wanted?

Thinking of the words "do whatever he wants", Qin Ye hurriedly lowered his head and uncovered his collar.

The wrap chest fits tightly, and the chest is flat and undoubted, and the stuffing will not be exposed.

However, if it continues to develop like this, it will be a matter of time before the stuffing is exposed!

No, no, no, we have to find a way to come out quickly.

Otherwise, if that day comes, something big will happen!

scratched the head of the chicken nest and came out, but he didn't come up with any way, Qin Ye went downstairs after washing up with a depressed face.

The staircase was a mess.

In the room on the second floor, there was a ding-dong bang.

Qin Ye went all the way and saw that the princess's room had begun to take shape.

With a pale orange wall and ceiling, there is a whole marine world.

Blue whales, colorful little fish.

There are also colorful coral jellyfish.

Workers are assembling wardrobe dressers.

Seeing Qin Ye, the foreman greeted him with a smile, "Second Shao, Steward Tong instructed us to speed up the construction period, and we will be able to complete it tomorrow at the latest." ”

So, the day after tomorrow, she will be able to move back to her room?

The surprise came too suddenly, but Qin Ye's heart was not happy at all.

Why?

With a head full of question marks, Qin Ye went downstairs with his hands in his pockets.