The Female Lead She Really Is Not Sweet

After a while.

Chacha glanced at the corner of the quilt that Mo Xinghuan was clutching, she gritted her teeth and exerted a little force on her hands.

Pull back the corner of the quilt.

Then hugged the quilt, tilted his head, closed his eyes and tried to pretend to sleep to the end.

So what if it is discovered?

As long as I fall asleep fast enough, you have no evidence that I'm pretending to be asleep!

Mo Xinghuan's brows and eyes were all smiles when he was teased by her stupid look, he really is a little fool.

Taking advantage of the time when the little girl closed her eyes, he smiled slightly and lay down beside her bed.

Then she leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Baby? Can you share the quilt with me? It's cold, without a quilt, I'll catch a cold."

Chacha, "!!!"

You just talk, what are you doing so close to me?

She leaned to the side, tilted her head and gave him a fierce look.

Anyway, if you can't pretend to be sleeping, then don't pretend.

A light breath enveloped her, and Chacha felt that the air was a bit hot for no reason.

She moaned and handed out the quilt to Mo Xinghuan, "I'm going to sleep, don't let me tie your hair, I'm very tired, what's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow."

This is extremely pointless.

She hugged the quilt obediently, for fear that someone would pull her up and tie her hair.

The man let out a chuckle, his emotion was unclear.

Then.

Chacha felt a heat in his ears.

He leaned over again.

"!!!"

"Honey, don't you see that the candle is out? How can you tie your hair in this situation?"

The man propped his head on one hand and lay on his side beside her.

Chacha, "... Mmmm."

"...Why are you nervous?" A hoarse voice overflowed.

Under the silent night, there is an unusual charm.

The little girl retorted without confidence, "I, I, I, I am not nervous! You read it wrong!" Why should I be nervous?

Obviously Mo Xinghuan's mental twitch is wrong again.

She didn't know how to speak well, and called her Bao, Baobai...

"Huh? So, you, you, you, you, aren't you nervous?"

The man's eyes darkened a little, and he stared straight at her with a hoarse voice, low and inexplicable.

Chacha, "..."

shameless!

Learn to speak from her!

The little girl was driven into a hurry, her expression tensed, and she threatened fiercely and coldly, "Why do you talk so much? Do you want to sleep? If you don't, go back to your soft couch and don't delay my sleep!"

The man lowered his head and drew closer, his voice was outrageous.

"Baby, are you sure you can sleep? You have slept all afternoon."

Chacha stared at him blankly, yes, she has slept all afternoon, so she couldn't fall asleep just now, so is this the reason?

Can't sleep?

What if I can't sleep?

A little confused.

The man seemed very satisfied with her reaction, and deliberately whispered in her ear.

"Since we can't sleep, let's do something else."

"??? What?" the little girl murmured, always feeling... as if something was out of control.

However, I couldn't catch it.

The night was silent.

A voice seemed to fall in Chacha's ear.

Suddenly, her face flushed red, and even her earlobes were a little red.

"You, you, you... no, shameless..."

Mo Xinghuan squinted his eyes halfway. It turned out that his baby didn't know anything.

Still know how to call him shameless?

He smiled lowly, his eyes were full of sparkle.

The bright moon outside the window seemed to be stained with a layer of crimson.

"Hey, don't be afraid..."

The bewitching voice fell on Chacha's ears.

A big hand with distinct phalanges landed on her quilt...