At this moment, Lin Zhenghui wasn't wearing anything and was sleeping like a pig.
However, Nangong Yuan'er also took off her nightgown and covered both herself and Lin Zhenghui with a thin quilt as she hugged this pig-like man to sleep.
It was said to be sleeping, but her little hands were naughtier than Lin Zhenghui's.
They reached toward the place where Lin Zhenghui's 'brother' resided, teasing him, this rather ugly 'brother'.
With every fondle, it trembled, standing firm and tall, raising the quilt into a little tent.
"This little rascal, could he be having some kind of sweet dream?" Nangong Yuan'er mused, looking at his smiling face.
No matter how you looked at it, he didn't seem like someone whose chickens had been poisoned to death; he was short of drooling, that's all.
"You truly are my nemesis, Yuan'er. You're about to conquer me," Nangong Yuan'er couldn't help but climb on top of him and fell asleep hugging Lin Zhenghui.
