The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Um... That's right.

Lan Weiyu didn't want to care about Fang Qiyan behind him, curled up, closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep, the restless guy behind him blew into his ear and rubbed back and forth.

Lan Weiyu really couldn't fall asleep, so he said angrily, "Fang Qiyan, can you stop moving...? It's really hot!" "Is it hot?" Fang Qiyan said with a light smile, "Who told the teacher to wear clothes while sleeping? Why don't you take off so many clothes?"

Lan Weiyu's waist is slender and elastic, it's really not fun through the clothes.

Lan Weiyu blushed, pulled her clothes tightly and shook her head: "No, absolutely not!!" "Ah... the teacher is so serious." Fang Qiyan felt a little regretful, turned off the lights, and the room was stuffy and dark. After a long time, Fang Qiyan said, "Teacher, are you asleep?"

"..."

"teacher?"

"..." Lan Weiyu closed her eyes tightly, and said in her heart, I can't hear you when I'm asleep, I can't hear you when I'm asleep.