"I'm sleepy, don't disturb me while I sleep." Wen Meimei snuggled into his embrace and closed her eyes.
The sky hadn't completely brightened yet, and she was almost dead tired.
Qiao Chengxun smiled slightly, lowering his head to kiss her on the forehead.
"Good night."
The young girl quickly fell asleep in his arms, but the man remained wide awake.
He recalled when he just came back, Qingqing excitedly ran over to tell him—Meimei isn't a Red Scarf.
Good if not, Meimei, it's good you're not him, this way you'll avoid a lot of danger.
...
Like waking from a dream, upon waking, the room had only Wen Meimei alone left.
Wen Meimei lazily sat up, glanced at the bed; the quilt and sheets were a bit messy, obviously someone had slept next to her...
Suddenly realizing, King Qiao was back!
Last night, King Qiao almost lost control and devoured her, causing her to get up in a huff and have a fight with him.
That guy, where did he go?
