You can do anything to me.

Such a sentence in the middle of the night is very much like some kind of suggestive invitation between lovers.

Jiang Wang's Adam's apple rolled and felt the change of his body. He quietly clenched his ten fingers.

Li Qinian flashed a smile at the bottom of his eyes.

He wants to see how long she can be reserved?!

The air in the house suddenly looked like a big ball of pink marshmallows, sticky and with an attractive sweetness, which made people want to lose their reason and have a hard taste.

Jiang Wang suddenly opened Li Qinian's quilt.

Li Qinian: "!"

The quilt suddenly got into the cold air, but the arc of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

Sure enough, he knew that she would have to climb the bed tonight!

He moved his body to make room for Jiang Wang.

Jiang Wang went to bed without expression and covered the opened quilt on them again.

Li Qinian: "?"

Wait, it's a little different from what he thought.

What new trick does this woman want to play?

He stopped quietly, waiting for the next second's action of others.

Jiang Wang, indeed as expected, moved.

He held a corner of the quilt, pulled it up to Li Qinian's chin, and then wrapped it tightly under her neck!

Li Qinian: "??"

She was directly sealed by the quilt and wrapped into a baby silkworm.

"Since you're bored, let's do something interesting."

Jiang Wang's voice was a little hoarse, like a broken old record player, gently fell on her ear.

Li Qinian's surprised eyes flashed by, and his words aroused his interest, and his smile became stronger and stronger:

"Oh? What are you doing?"

Is this woman still playing hard to get?

"Recite, single, word."

Jiang Wang bit his back teeth and slowly opened his mouth in her ear word by word.

Li Qinian: "??!"

recite words?

In the middle of the night, lonely men and women sleep in a small bed and share the same quilt. Your mother told me to recite words??!!

I'm afraid you're seriously ill!!

"There are still exams when we go back, so we can't fall behind in our study." Mr. Jiang said selflessly.

Li Qinian: "......"

ha-ha.

He is the richest man. He doesn't want to read!

A baby silkworm wriggled and tried to get out of the quilt.

Jiang Wang was quick in hand and eyes. He hugged her across the quilt and hugged her waist to prevent her from continuing to move.

"If you don't recite words, you can recite ancient poems."

Someone hates reciting long and astringent classical Chinese more than words.

"Do you want me to choose from the teacher's watch and the pipa line?"

Seeing that the person in Jiang's arms twisted around without any sign of stopping, he directly hugged the person in his arms like a child across the quilt, put his arms through her waist, locked his fingers, and fixed the person in his arms.

Li Qinian is still trying to struggle.

"Don't make trouble."

He tightened his arms, his tone was spoiled and helpless.

Although I don't know what happened to the child today, which made him change so much, it is obvious that this is not his sober state.

He is not a saint, this is the person he likes. He has desire. Hope, he wants him.

But if he really did something he shouldn't do, what if Li Qinian regretted it after he recovered his mind?

How do they get along with each other?

He would never do such a thing to his children before they were sure of each other.

He is the man who puts himself on the tip of his heart.

He deserves respect.