The cool face seemed to fall on the delicate lock and bone unconsciously, whispering, "I''m going to live in your room with you tonight."

    "... huh?"

    Lu Shaoqian''s body suddenly became stiff.

    Obsidian eyes, slightly stunned, "are you sure?"

    He suspected that she was talking in her sleep.

    "Well..."

    Xiang Xing''s eyes are still misty.

    Xiaorong''s head rubbed against the man''s sculpture like jaw.

    Soft Nuo muttered, "people say that a girlfriend wants to live in a room with her boyfriend... In this way, we can enhance our feelings."

    “……”

    Lu Shaoqian''s face dropped a lot when he heard the speech.

    "Who taught you this?"

    Who is instilling this idea into his baby.

    This is not bad for her!

    The culprit duck: [...]

    Well, although he knew he couldn''t feel himself, his suddenly cold face still made him tremble.

    The more he thought about it, he quickly drew his arms against Xiang Xing''s wings: [little ancestor, wake up... Say you saw it on TV, come on!]

    "... that''s what''s on TV."

    Xiang Xing had to follow the duck''s threat and speak quietly.

    Fortunately, after listening to it, the man''s stiffness is always relaxed.

    After a pause, he couldn''t help shaking his head helplessly.

    It seems that we have to ask Uncle Zhou what kind of TV programs she watches when she is at home

    After some emotion, Lu Shaoqian thought, and finally resolutely held her and walked into the bedroom.

    Gently put it on the soft mattress.

    However, the big bed was cold, and the little guy''s little jio just touched the bedding and was frozen to a thrill. He couldn''t help staring at his sparkling eyes.

    A sober face.

    "It''s cold, it''s cold."

    Shivering, she quickly opened the corner and drilled in, wrapping herself into shivering small zongzi.

    Lu Shaoqian lost his smile for a while, but went straight to the other side of the bed and sat at the head of the bed.

    Then he picked up the laptop on the cabinet at will and seemed to continue to work.

    However, before the document was opened, his arm was caught by a cold little hand.

    The man couldn''t help looking down. He saw a small soft bag sticking his head out of the quilt wrapped in several circles like a small flower roll.

    The watery soft eyes looked at him painfully, and the pink lips pursed slightly.

    "Shao Qian, don''t stay up late."

    She paused, soft waxy, but seriously advised, "staying up late is very life-saving and bald."

    "Well, good."

    Lu Shaoqian turned off the computer.

    Glancing at the quilt that had been completely occupied, he shook his head and had to get up and take another bed out of the cabinet.

    After paving, he hung his lips and rubbed the cerebellar bag in the big flower roll.

    "Good night, my star."

    Then he turned off the light and lay down.

    ……

    Not for a moment, the man heard the small breathing sound of tension in the next room.

    He smiled, turned slightly and whispered softly, "can''t you sleep?"

    “……”

    The little guy held his breath and tried to hold his breath.

    Seeing this, Lu Shaoqian picked up his eyes and couldn''t help laughing.

    "Who is asleep without breathing?"

    “……”

    Xiang Xing, who was wrapped in the dark, stagnated and couldn''t help but shrink his mouth in embarrassment.

    No, I forgot.

    But suddenly I felt some rustling sound coming from one side.

    Then, her big scroll seemed to be pulled gently suddenly.