"It's so noisy." Mo Lingyue tugged on the hem of Yan Xiaosu's nightgown, pulled her off, and held her in her arms.
"Ah hey!" Yan Xiaosu slapped his hand away angrily, almost tearing off her nightgown.
It turns out that Mo Lingyue is the most shameless, and Su Jinchen is nothing. Su Jinchen, I really wronged you before.
"Where are you going?" Yan Xiaosu angrily broke away from Mo Lingyue's arms and ran to the door with her bare feet.
"Sleep." Yan Xiaosu stretched her little hands to her face, put them under her eyes, made a face at Mo Lingyue, then turned and ran away.
Mo Lingyue raised her lips, "Yan Xiaosu, Yan Xiaosu, let's go. Don't come back later and beg me to let you in~"
Mo Lingyue reached for the desk lamp and pulled it. Darkness enveloped the entire room. Mo Lingyue turned over and closed her eyes. The smile at the corner of her mouth became more conspicuous.
"Bad Mo Lingyue!" Yan Xiaosu pulled the sleeves of her nightgown, her little feet touched the cold floor, walking step by step, looking for her room. Damn Mo Lingyue! I have been thinking about it these days.
She went into his room by herself. How did she know where her own room was?
The servants were all asleep, and there was only a faint light in the living room in the entire apartment. The rest of the place was terrifyingly dark. Yan Xiaosu suddenly remembered the ghost movie she watched in the human world not long ago, and couldn't help but shudder.
Don't scare yourself! There are no ghosts, eh! No! Yan Xiaosu put her hand on her heart and stroked it a few times, trying to calm her beating heart. But, why did she feel more and more like she was in a haunted house as she walked, tat, and...