All men are big pig trotters

The man was lying on top of her, but he was not panting. "Yes, I'm going to rest for a while."

Wen Qiao:

This was not the way to rest.

"I mean, I'm going back to my room to rest," she said, patting his back.

"Don't make such an invitation." Fu Nanli's voice was a little low and hoarse.

Wen Qiao wanted to cry, but no tears came out. What did I say wrong again?

After a short rest, Fu Nanli did another set of 50 push-ups. Wen Qiao was dazed from the kiss, so Fu Nanli slowly got up and reached out to pull her.

Wen Qiao was carried back to the room by the man like a child.

She didn't know when it had started, but the guest room was no longer in use. If she were to stay the night, she would sleep on Fu Nanli's big bed. After all, the bed was big enough for two people.

Fu Nanli was a gentleman and had never done anything out of line.

Fu Nanli watched as Wen Qiao came out of the bathroom in her pajamas and tried hard to calm himself down. "Go to your own room to sleep."

In fact, every time the little girl lay in his arms, his quality of sleep would decline a lot, and he would have to wait for her to fall asleep before going to the bathroom.

To him, he didn't enjoy anything at all, only suffering.

Wen Qiao was already sitting on the bed, preparing to pull up the blanket. Her sleep quality was surprisingly good when she was next to Fu Nanli. In the past, she would always have all sorts of nightmares when she slept, but when she slept next to Fu Nanli, she would be able to have a good night's sleep until dawn. She would feel refreshed every day, and she was also very fond of this feeling.

"What's the matter?"

In Fu Nanli's eyes, the young lady was sitting by the bed. Her eyes were clear and bright, but there was a hint of uneasiness and uneasiness in them. Her eyes were beautiful, and her gaze was innocent, exuding a pitiful feeling of someone who had been abandoned.

"We'll just sleep separately."

Rather than suffering, it was better to not see.

Wen Qiao lowered her legs and put on her slippers. She walked up to him, held his large hand, and looked up at him. The warm light shone on her face, making her facial features even more well-defined and beautiful. Her peach blossom eyes were misty. but I have a good sleep when I'm beside you.

Fu Nanli thought, you're so carefree, but you slept well. Have you ever thought about how your boyfriend can't sleep after tossing and turning?

He held her hand and walked out of the bedroom. He stopped at the door of the room on the side and pushed the door open. The room was dark.

He pulled Wen Qiao to the side of the bed. Fu Nanli stroked her head. "Alright, sleep on your own."

They would have sex after they got married.

The man turned around and walked away, his steps a little impatient.

Wen Qiao snorted softly. What? in the past, he couldn't wait for her to sleep in his room, but now he was thinking of ways to push her out.

Were all men so fickle?

Wen Qiao reached out to pull up the blanket and snuggled under it. If she wanted to sleep by herself, so be it. She would never stay overnight again.

After sending Wen Qiao back to his room, Fu Nanli didn't fall asleep very quickly either. Wen Qiao would occasionally sleep over at his side. There seemed to be a faint scent of her on the blanket-a very faint smell of milk that lingered around his nose, making him lose the mood to sleep.

She tossed and turned like this until it was very late. The man got up again and entered her room.

The certain someone who claimed that she could only sleep well by staying by his side was now in a deep sleep. He carried her into his arms and back to his room, but she only managed to lift her eyelids with great difficulty and mumbled,'what are you doing?'. Fu Nanli said in a low voice, " "Go to sleep, go to sleep."

It was better to let her sleep in his arms.

As long as he could control his thoughts, he would be able to sleep better with her in his arms.