Ling Yin was eating the yellow peach he fed him with his mouth, feeling thrilled, and the two of them ended up in a playful mess on the sofa.
The movie on the midnight channel was a horror film.
Ling Yin asked Hua Hua if he was scared, and Hua Hua hit him with a pillow: "You're underestimating me. I'm not going to scream like a woman and give you the chance to show off your manly protective instincts."
Ling Yin thought to himself: That's such a pity.
"Look how soundly Mao Mao is sleeping?" Mao Mao was curled up on the floor next to the coffee table, happily dreaming.
Ling Yin glanced over, then asked Hua Hua, "Are you sleepy?"
"Not sleepy," Hua Hua replied, then asked, "Are you?"
"A little."
"Let's go to bed then. There's really nothing worth watching."
...
But Ling Yin couldn't sleep. It was like he had a condition; as long as he was holding Hua Hua, he had a strong urge in his mind to cuddle him thoroughly.
