Her small fist landed on his chest, "You shameless."
"Being shameless is useless, having you is enough."
Qiao Mo's cheeks flushed red, and she leaned against him without saying anything more.
Warm and soft in his arms, separated only by a thin layer of sleepwear. Before long, he found it hard to suppress his urges again.
Qiao Mo, realizing it belatedly, didn't notice at first.
She just felt that leaning against him like this was very steady and reassuring...
When did she start falling for this jerk?
She seemed not to know either.
Fu Nancheng's dark eyes were almost dripping water. Qiao Mo was startled for a moment, then immediately released him and ran back to the bedroom with a flushed face.
Fu Nancheng chuckled lightly and also prepared to take a shower.
After all, her rental small apartment was a bit stifling, and he had worked up quite a sweat.
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