Lin Xinlan's body instantly stiffened, and she stopped moving, afraid to wake the child.
Rong Shaoze, however, didn't care at all and continued to nibble on her body.
She frantically shifted her gaze towards Xiaocong beside her, who was merely frowning slightly without opening his eyes, sleeping restlessly. If this continued, he was sure to wake up.
Even though his eyes couldn't see, she didn't want to do anything unseemly in front of the child.
Wrapping her arms around Rong Shaoze's body, she leaned into his ear and urgently whispered, "I do! I think about it every day!"
Her voice was very low, and her gentle tone pouring into the man's ear made his whole body tense.
Looking up to meet her eyes, he smiled wickedly and asked, "Really think about it every day?"
"Mhm, really!" She indeed thought about him every day. Not caring about propriety because she didn't want to wake Xiaocong, who had been through too much that day, she said, "Let him sleep well, not here."
