As a mature man, Jing Zeheng is impossible to deal with the same little cub who doesn't choose to speak.

At night, when Shen Fanyin was about to fall asleep in a daze hugging the soft quilt, he suddenly heard a small sound from the balcony.

She didn't take the sound seriously, just the wind. Turning over with his back to the balcony door, he continued to brew sleep.

Behind her, the soft bed slowly recessed, and her body slid uncontrollably to that side.

The hazy sleepiness disappeared in an instant, Shen Fanyin opened his eyes suddenly, and as soon as he clenched his fists, he fell into a familiar embrace.

Shen Fanyin: "......!"

Under the light, the corners of Jing Zeheng's mouth were smiling, as if asking: Are you surprised?

Shen Fanyin subconsciously glanced at the direction of the door first, but didn't see a figure, so he scolded in a very low voice: "Are you crazy? What are you doing here at night?"

What if someone sees it?

Jing Zeheng leaned on the head of the bed, and put one hand on her waist casually.

"Mom and Dad, they're on the third floor, and Uncle Wang is also sleeping, who will come?"

"And what are you doing here?" Shen Fanyin glared at him.

He looked at her with a low chuckle, "Before going to bed, I suddenly remembered, did you say I was old in the afternoon?"

Shen Fanyin: "......" Did she say it? Not at all!

Shen Fanyin licked her lips weakly, turned to look at him, opened her big innocent eyes, and explained seriously, "I didn't, did you hear it wrong? Or is there another girl who says you're old, and you're on my head?"

Jing Zeheng pinched her waist lightly: "If you quibble, I won't leave tonight."

Shen Fanyin closed her mouth decisively, in order to show her determination not to speak, she simply pulled up the quilt to block her mouth, only revealing a pair of bright big eyes, looking at him innocently.

Jing Zeheng's eyes were slightly dim.

His hand that fell on Shen Fanyin's waist slowly moved up and pulled down the quilt that covered her face.

Fingertips run over the pink lips, soft.

With such soft lips, it's no wonder that speech is always soft and glutinous.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Shen Fanyin shrank back in a little panic: "Brother, brother, I was wrong, I didn't mean that you were old, I was, I was impressed by your mature and steady temperament!"

Jing Zeheng: "Well explained, don't explain next time."

As he spoke, he pulled her back into his arms.

Shen Fanyin propped up his shoulders, blushed and whispered, "Brother, don't, I'm afraid."

Jing Zeheng heard her shout of fear, and instinctively patted her on the back to smooth her hair.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Sanskrit, admit mistakes and not just talk, but take concrete actions."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

She had a bad feeling that it wasn't good.

Jing Zeheng: "Come here, kiss me."

His tone was extraordinarily calm, his expression was calm and breezy, and he was just rightly controlled.

Through the quilt, Shen Fanyin didn't know that his palm was already wet.

Shen Fanyin's little face was flushed, and he stared at Jing Zeheng and refused to move.

"Won't?"

"It's fine."

"Brother taught you."

Jing Zeheng's leaning movements were very slow, and he didn't exert any strength in his hands, giving Shen Fanyin enough time and opportunity to push him away.

Shen Fanyin didn't move.

The hand was on his shoulder, and she didn't refuse.

His face slowly enlarged, and she closed her eyes in shame.

Half a day.

Jing Zeheng pecked his rosy lips again, propped himself up and sat up.

Shen Fanyin's face was so red that she was about to drip blood, she buried her face in the pillow, and said sullenly, "Playing hooligan in the middle of the night......

Jing Zeheng picked up the water cup and poured a few sips, calmed down for a while, and then turned around and leaned against her side again.

He took her into his arms, his voice was a little hoarse, and he wanted to flirt again: "Good, sleep."

Shen Fanyin replied in a low voice, pillowed his arm,

Closed his eyes and refused to look at her.

She whispered, "You should go back."

Jing Zeheng said "um", but did not move.

He patted her on the back and whispered, "I'll leave when you're asleep."

"Why?"

"If you don't let me hold me during the day, I'll have to come at night." Jing Zeheng chuckled and lowered his head to kiss her eyebrows.

Shen Fanyin was very sensible and did not answer his words.

She leaned into his arms, listening to his heartbeat, and the dissipated sleepiness soon returned.

"Brother ......"

In a hazy sleep, Shen Fanyin's hand rested on Jing Zeheng's chest and spoke softly.

The glutinous voice is like a soft feather, which makes Jing Ze Heng's heart ape.

He whispered, "Hmm."

Shen Fanyin pursed her lips lightly and rubbed it in his arms.

"Good Night......

"Good night."

Shen Fanyin slept exceptionally well this night, and there were warm hugs and kisses in her dreams, so that she was ...... Wake up laughing.

The moment she opened her eyes, her smile instantly froze at the corners of her mouth.

"Mom! What are you doing?"

Shen Fanyin suddenly bounced up from the bed and subconsciously looked at his side.

Fortunately, Jing Zeheng is gone.

Shen Fanyin even felt a cold sweat running down his back.

Shen Xin looked at her with the eyes of the second fool and asked, "What dreams did you have?" I laughed so hard that I panicked."

Shen Fanyin shrank back, and said, "I was scared and forgotten by you, I forgot."

She licked her lips, and after recovering her senses, she asked, "Why are you coming here because your old man doesn't sleep early in the morning?"

It shouldn't have been found that someone came to check the post, right? Probably not!

"Morning?" Shen Xin pointed to the window, "Little Ancestor, it's ten o'clock, it's still early?"

"Uh......"

Shen Fanyin patted his heart and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Listening to Ms. Shen's meaning, she shouldn't have heard any movement to arrest her.

She decided that she would lock the door when she went to bed tonight!.

As for the balcony door...... It's okay if you don't lock it......

Somehow, Shen Fanyin now has a feeling of early love and fear of being caught by her parents.

Of course, Shen Xin didn't come to listen to Shen Fanyin's dream words, she reached out and poked Shen Fanyin's face, and asked, "You have been busy these days, and your aunt and I are not embarrassed to ask you......

Shen Fanyin: "Forget it, old Comrade Shen, you don't look like someone who will be embarrassed."

At 10:03 a.m., Comrade Xiao Shen slapped his mother's care because of his lack of joy.

"Whew!"

"Auntie, help! My mom beat me!"

"I want to change my mother, aunt, beg to take me in!"

The sound of hurried footsteps came from the stairs, accompanied by Shen Fanyin's smiling cry for help.

After seeing the people downstairs clearly, Shen Fanyin's laughter stopped abruptly, and he was petrified in place like a point.

"Another mother? Whoever wants you, come and tell me, and I'll post two hundred!"

Shen Xin chased Shen Fanyin downstairs aggressively, laughing and scolding as he walked: "Besides, if you want to change your mother, don't you have to ask Ah Hengtong if she agrees?"

In the living room, the corners of Jing Zeheng's mouth pursed: "I have no opinion, Fanyin, change your words."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

She said that she thought Jing Zeheng had gone to work, she just said it casually, does anyone believe it?