Murong Qiqi felt a gentle body and leaned in with her eyes closed, climbing onto Feng Cang. "Why did you just come back! I've been waiting for you for a long time—"
Because she was sleepy and drowsy, Murong Qiqi kept her eyes closed from beginning to end, and her voice was full of coquettishness and a hint of complaint. Feng Cang kissed Murong Qiqi's forehead and felt her in his arms, finally putting down his worried heart.
"I had some things to deal with, so I came back late. Be good! Sleep! I'll be right beside you!"
"Mmm!" Murong Qiqi nodded, resting her small face on Feng Cang's solid shoulder, and her little hand groped on his body for a while, "Cang—"
"Hm?"
Murong Qiqi searched with her eyes closed, her fingers lingering on Feng Cang's abdomen, "Eight-pack abs, Cang, you're so sexy! Looks really can be deceiving!"
Feng Cang promptly grabbed her hand.
