Yin Shaojie smiled happily, as if he had caught a delicious rabbit paper.

"You ......" Mu Xiaoxiao knew that she had been fooled, her little face was red, and she glared at him coquettishly.

Yin Shaojunjun leaned in and pecked her little mouth.

"If you don't want to, forget it, when did I force you to do something you didn't like?" He stared into her eyes, and said in a magnetic voice with a shallow smile and a nonchalant look.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt a little guilty when he said this.

She whispered sheepishly, "I...... I didn't want to......"

It's not that he doesn't know that if she doesn't want to do something, no one can force her.

"So?" Yin Shaojie smiled.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at his eyes steadily, his black eyes were as bright as the night sky full of stars, so beautiful that people couldn't speak.

Even though this guy always thinks so evilly, she still likes him so much.

"You turn off the lights first......" she whispered.

When Yin Shaojie chased him out, he casually dragged a bath towel and wrapped it around his waist, but the reaction somewhere could still be clearly seen.

He turned off the overhead lamp, then turned on the lamp on the bedside table, turning the light to the darkest level.

The faint lighting creates a romantic atmosphere.

In the air, there seems to be a sweet and greasy taste.

The two sat facing each other on the bed.

The lights cast their figures on the wall.

When the passion subsided, Mu Xiaoxiao's hands were sore, and she was so tired that she lay down on the bed, embarrassed to look at Yin Shaoji.

Yin Shaojie leaned up to kiss her face, and thoughtfully wiped her hands with a tissue.

"You're going to put on your pajamas." Mu Xiaoxiao reminded him with a red face.

Yin Shaojie also knew that he was in the midst of his blood and strength, and he had tasted her, so he could easily be provoked.

Of course, it's impossible to sleep like this.

He had no choice but to get up, go and change into his pajamas, and then come back to clean up the tissues and bath towels next to the bed.

Mu Xiaoxiao blushed and hid herself in the quilt.

Yin Shaojie glanced at her with a smile, took a wet towel from the bathroom, sat on the edge of the bed, took out her little hand from the quilt, and helped her wipe it clean.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt his gentleness, and his palms became refreshing.

The palms of his hands were slightly itchy, but he rubbed them very comfortably, and gradually sleepiness hit him, and he became drowsy.

In a blur, it seems that he is heard on the phone.

Yin Shaojie threw the wet towel on the bedside table, got on the bed, and lay down beside Xiaoxiao, with her big hand still holding her little hand.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

But Yin Shaojie was very patient and continued to wait.

Finally, when the phone was about to be cut off, the other party answered.

"Hey." The voice was low, as if holding back anger.

Yin Shaoyu chuckled, his dark eyes lowered, looking at Mu Xiaoxiao's little palm, and then his fingertips slipped in, forming ten fingers interlocking with her thin and white fingers.

He playfully asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Just came back from your house, don't tell me if you missed something." Ye Si Jue whispered.

Yin Shaoyu said, "No, I just can't eat it, and I don't want to see you eat so happily." ”

“…… Good bye. Nightlord groaned and hung up.

Yin Shaojie smiled, thinking that he should have interrupted his good deeds, and if the trick succeeded, he was naturally in a happy mood.

He put down his phone, put his long arm around Mu Xiaoxiao, buried his head in her neck, and fell asleep with her.

Mu Xiaoxiao felt his body temperature, and habitually leaned up, his little face was close to his, and he rubbed him consciously.