Kicked Off the Bed

Feng Qing turned her back to Xie Jiuhan. Although her nose was still snoring, her eyes were open and when he sneaked on the bed, she was already awake.

In reality, Feng Qing had long guessed that this man would not be so obedient as to sleep on the sofa alone. As expected, just as she was about to fall asleep, the man crawled into her blanket. If this man wanted to touch her, he had to at least kiss her. She did not expect that the man would actually give up.

Hmph, at least you have a conscience and don't disturb my sleep. You can watch from the side tonight. Feng Qing thought.