Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

"Little Baozi, let's go to bed." Luo Qingqian looked normal, and glanced at her clothes, but she didn't find anything exposed, it was not bad.

Lifting her feet, she walked up to Xiao Baozi, hugged him, and was about to go to her room.

But Jun Tingmo stopped her: "Where should I sleep?"

"Eh..." Luo Qingqian pointed to the opposite room, "Xiaoteng was sleeping there before, can you sleep there?"

Considering Jun Tingmo's previous living environment, Luo Qingqian's voice could not help but have a trace of questioning.

The environment here is definitely not as good as the one in the Temple of God, and I don't know if he can sleep well.

Luo Qingqian was thinking with her head down, when she heard Jun Tingmo's low voice: "No need, I'll sleep on the sofa."

After he finished speaking, he went directly to the sofa and fell down.

In the eyes of Luo Qingqian, he could lie on the sofa and watch TV, but in front of Jun Tingmo, he couldn't even straighten his legs. Such an extraordinary person is now forced to sleep on the sofa.

Luo Qingqian suddenly thought of a sentence, so wronged him.

"Well...how about you and Xiao Baozi on the bed, and I will sleep in Xiaoteng's room. Well, the room is very clean." Luo Qingqian said a little embarrassed.

The man on the sofa was lying on his side with his head resting on his arms. Hearing these words, he suddenly raised his head and looked straight at Luo Qingqian with his dark eyes.

Luo Qingqian's heart slowed down for a moment, and a look of strangeness flashed in his eyes, "Well, can't this work?"

"it is good."

Hearing the man's voice, Luo Qingqian breathed a sigh of relief. If it was impossible, she really didn't know what to do.

"In this case, you go to rest first. The quilts and quilts are all just changed, so... good night?" Luo Qingqian waved her hand, and she was relieved when she saw the man walking in with the little bun in his arms.

Tang Xiaoteng's (righteous brother)'s room had been cleaned up a long time ago. Luo Qingqian actually recognized the bed a bit, but now she could only do this. She hugged her quilt and put Tang Xiaoteng's (righteous brother)'s quilt up. Lie down.

Night is coming soon.

In the middle of the night, there was a knock at the door, and a tall man came out of the night. Jun Tingmo's eyes were slightly confused, and following the familiar smell, he turned and entered another room.

In the dark night, he seemed to see a slightly raised figure on the bed, which made him feel that the warm breath was very faint in the room.

But the closer he was to the bed, the stronger the smell, making his cold face soften.

He walked over, subconsciously lifted the quilt, and just as he lay down on it, that figure seemed to be warmed up, and subconsciously approached him, the fragrance of his nose instantly poured into the tip of his nose, his mind was full of beautiful women.

A dark light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes gradually darkened.

He leaned over, but the woman moved a little closer to him because of the chill, her face was very close

Jun Tingmo couldn't hold back anymore, and leaned over to kiss her.

Over and over again, rough breathing hit the faces of the two of them.

"Um……"

The girl suddenly made a sound, and all the movements of the man who buried his head stopped at that moment.