My magic stick is going to heaven!

Shang Yanzhou breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, turned on the warm lamp by the bed, and said in a slightly angry tone:

"go out!"

"Ah! The kid still dares to be rampant!"

Wen Changlang turned his arm, put two fingers together and clicked out a bunch of talismans, all of which flew over and stuck to Shang Yanzhou's body.

Shang Yanzhou's body was covered with talismans, and as soon as he spoke, he was thrown onto the bed by gravity.

"Wen Changlang, you! What are you doing!"

Pushing him away, Shang Yanzhou just got up a little with his hands, when he was pulled down by Wen Changlang again, face to face, body intertwined.

Shang Yanzhou considered himself to be a person with a good temper and a gentle personality, but his demeanor was slowly cracked under the many breakthroughs made by Wen Changlang.

"Wen corridor!"

Kicking the person away, Shang Yanzhou controlled the turbulent Wen Changlang with a livid face, and looked at his face under the warm yellow light. Who knows, he has always closed his eyes, could it be, This is sleepwalking?

Shang Yanzhou let him go, sat on the head of the bed, kicked Wen Changlang aside, and lay down on his own, with his arms resting on the back of his head, looking vigilantly to the other side from time to time to prevent him from suddenly Jump over.

Shang Yanzhou stretched out his hand, picked up the watch on the bedside table and looked at it. It was already past three o'clock in the middle of the night, and he was sleepy, and he didn't bother to care about the warm corridor, so he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Shang Yanzhou seemed to feel something pressing on his body, moving around, and there was an inexplicable soft touch around his lips.

Opening his heavy eyelids, Shang Yanzhou was almost frightened by the enlarged furry head and leaned back. The soft touch on his lips was Wen Changlang's...

Shang Yanzhou's eyes were deep, and this feeling was exactly the same as that of the person who sneaked into his room that night.

The same touch, the same lingering breath, tossing and turning, as if... gnawing.

Shang Yanzhou's face sank again, and when he bent his legs, the two of them kicked away. Unexpectedly, Wen Changlang burst into tears, closed his eyes, and crawled over while crying, pitiful .

After going back and forth like this several times, Shang Yanzhou lay on the bed as if resigned to his fate, letting Wen Changlang gnaw.

Unexpectedly, Wen Changlang has no intention of stopping at all, and even has a faint tendency to gnaw at other places. Shang Yanzhou's eyes are getting darker, staring at the face of the evildoer, under the warm yellow light, he is less angry , looks quiet and beautiful.

When Wen Changlang gnawed on the place on his chest, a surge of electric current ran through his whole body, Shang Yanzhou stiffened suddenly, and finally couldn't help it, he kicked the person off, and himself stood up with a dark face, with a bang He closed the door and went to the guest room to sleep.

I don't know how to flatter!Insatiable!

When he woke up the next day, Wen Changlang stretched his waist, opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, blinked, and then looked left and right,

Huh?How could he sleep on the ground?

Standing up with his hands on his hands, Wen Changlang suddenly had a very bad feeling. It seemed that this was not his room...

Scratching his head, Wen Changlang walked out in a chaotic manner. When he went out, he happened to see Shang Yanzhou on the first floor, so he waved his hands and shouted:

"Morning, Comrade Shang!"

Hearing the voice, Shang Yanzhou looked up at him calmly, and then said:

"You have sleepwalking."

This was an affirmative tone. When Wen Changlang heard the word sleepwalking, he was stunned. He quickly stretched out his hand and touched his cheek. After finding no scars, he put down his hand and said with an embarrassed smile:

"Then what... Occasionally! Occasionally!"