At the thought of missing Xiaoxiao's cake-cutting moment, mo Xiaomeng's tone was filled with obvious regret.
Ye sijue could even hear a hint of apology in her voice.
His eyebrows raised imperceptibly.
This made him feel that mu Xiaoxiao was more important than him, her boyfriend, in the little guy's heart.
And the truth seemed to be true ...
No man could stand that he was not the first in the heart of the woman he loved.
Ye sijue watched as her little head rubbed against the pillow. Her little action was very cute, as if she was trying to wake herself up.
"No, I'm going to get up." She even mumbled to herself.
"Continue sleeping." He said. His pleasant voice was low and gentle, as if he was hypnotizing her.
Mo Xiaomeng almost fell asleep again.
Seeing that she was about to get up, ye sijue simply pressed down on her and placed his hands on both sides of her head.
"Eh?" Mo Xiaomeng blinked her drowsy eyes and looked at him in confusion.
