100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 320 Feng Qiwu

As for the wine maker.

Si Jiu defied the laws of heaven and earth, forcibly tearing open a rift in spacetime. Although the two of them didn't cause any trouble in the smaller world, that world was still affected. Therefore, Si Jiu, as the culprit, was forced back into a deep sleep on the other side…

This is almost exactly the same trajectory as last time.

She sat on the sofa, pinching the bridge of her nose, feeling somewhat weary. Having spent seventy or eighty years in the small world, the flow of time in the real world hadn't changed at all; no wonder the Heavenly Dao punished the Wine Master…

After all, if someone were to exploit this loophole, how many experts could be mass-produced!

Yan Junwu was still resting when Jin Huan stretched her fingers, feeling an immense surge of power within her. Si Jiu had indeed done her a great favor.

I pushed open the door and entered the bedroom. I sat on the sofa for a long time without going back to sleep. After all, it would be hard for anyone to adjust to suddenly having a different bedmate after more than seventy years.

In the past, when the restrictions weren't so strict, many cultivators used small worlds for practice, which destroyed many parallel worlds and resulted in a large number of undead in those areas. Back then, everyone said that you could only bring cultivation out of small worlds.

But then, one day, everyone suddenly discovered that they could no longer enter the parallel world…

However, this inability to enter only applies to ordinary cultivators; high-level cultivators can still tear through space.

However, the powerful being who was the first to try this was instantly crushed into a bloody mist by the spatial rift the moment he returned.

After that, not many people dared to try it.

Si Jiu only dared to act so recklessly because he was highly skilled in cultivation, but each time he entered the palace, it was a huge drain on his energy.

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When Yan Junwu got up early in the morning, he found the little girl asleep on the sofa.

He rushed over and carried her back to bed.

The weather in Nanshiping is cold. Although the hotel has air conditioning, it's still uncomfortable for anyone to sleep on the sofa all night...

She groaned.

Yan Junwu quickly patted her back and coaxed her softly in a very gentle voice.

Jin Huan instinctively snuggled closer to him and murmured something, but her voice was too muffled for him to hear clearly. He could only vaguely make out the word "potato chips."

He held the person tightly in his arms, and the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up slightly. This little glutton doesn't forget to eat even when he's sleeping.

The curtains were tightly closed, and there was hardly any light. He gently patted her back with one hand, and with the other hand, he held his phone, turned the screen brightness to the lowest setting, and sent a message to his assistant, asking her to send over some snacks, especially potato chips, all kinds of flavors.

She woke up around 10 a.m.

Hmm, the chest of a young man…

Jin Huan instinctively rubbed against him.

"Awake?" He looked away from the screen, put down his phone, and used his strength to lift her up and let her sit on his lap.

"Hmm." The feeling of weightlessness made her instinctively wrap her arms around Yan Junwu's neck, and a cool breeze blew against her back.

"Why are you shy?" He placed his palm against her pubic bone and gently pinched it.

"Don't do that." Her breath fell on his neck, a little hot and a little ticklish.

Yan Junwu's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he pulled her closer to him, and the girl couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.

Yan Junwu lowered his head and placed his lips on her neck.

She shook her head slightly, her mouth agape, her face flushed, and took a painful breath, her voice trembling violently: "No."

The man kissed her earlobe roughly, his voice low and husky: "Why did Huanhuan get your brother's hands wet, hmm?"