Ning Zesheng hadn't caught his breath yet when his face was buried again in two soft round objects, feeling the sensation of flesh...
He wanted to struggle, but... he couldn't catch his breath at all, almost fainting.
The next second, he was suddenly released. Just as he was about to take a breath, he was kicked hard, rolling off the bed and hitting his forehead on the corner of the bedside table, finally passing out!
Only then did Qiao Anlu feel a bit more comfortable, "Little Qiaoqiao" was being too naughty, it's still more comfortable to sleep like this. Qiao Anlu turned over and wrapped herself in the quilt, falling into a deep sleep.
...
"Wanna go for a ride with your bro?" Lin Ji Yang had Zhao Anqi cornered against the wall with his cocky posture.
Zhao Anqi smiled, "But trainees can't just go out freely. Even if I don't mind, it's too late now, and it's cold outside!"
"No worries, bro will melt you with my passion!"
"Really?"
