"Ah!"
Her body was yanked over by a force, and she uncontrollably threw herself into Mu Jingxi's arms.
The man's embrace was scorching, and her body pressed tightly against him.
The heat, through the thin fabric of her pajamas, infiltrated her skin.
It caused a shiver.
Qiao An hit him crossly, "Mu Jingxi, what are you doing?"
"I don't want to sleep on the sofa."
"You don't want to sleep, so you want me to sleep there?"
"Neither of us sleeps on it."
Qiao An was somewhat puzzled, "Then what do you want?"
"There's a perfect solution right now, isn't there?" Mu Jingxi's rough fingertips caressed the delicate skin on her ankle, "You don't sleep on the sofa, I don't have to sleep on the sofa, isn't it nice for us to stay like this?"
After all is said and done, he still wants to sleep with her!
In his dreams!
Wishful thinking!
"Mu Jingxi, you sure have wishful thoughts! No, get down!"
She struggled, trying to kick him.
