Since we're slacking off, let's follow through completely and slack off thoroughly.
Song Sinian saw her puffed-up appearance, his eyes and brows filled with indescribable doting.
His large hand gently caressed the corner of her mouth, casually responding, "Mm, won't do that anymore."
Lu Zhaozhao pursed her lips, her small hands tightly gripping the blanket in her arms, but her gaze doubtfully fixed on Song Sinian, "You said that yesterday too, but yesterday... you..."
As she recalled what had happened last night, her ears involuntarily reddened.
Song Sinian had become crazier each night recently. Her health was obviously excellent, yet she was exhausted by Song Sinian to the point of fainting; she was utterly speechless.
Song Sinian's chin gently rested on Lu Zhaozhao's shoulder, and he silently shook, which only irritated her further.
Her small hand reached out, lifted his chin, and she bit her little canine tooth resentfully, "No laughing!"
