"So you are stupid. Since you can't finish counting, you still keep counting stupidly?"
Tian Junhao rolled his eyes at her and looked at her with an expression like you are an idiot.
An Ying was so speechless that she was going crazy. Why did he always point at her nose and call her stupid?
An Ying complained in a low voice: "Hao, why can't you let me do it just once?"
Her face was red with anger. Tian Junhao looked at it and chuckled happily, then he hugged her and swooped down from the clouds.[
"Baby, I've always given in to you. Otherwise, with your intelligence, I would have made you cry."
"Wow, you are still belittling me. Where is my IQ low? I will test my IQ for you tomorrow. I guarantee it is over 100, which means I have a high IQ." She was not convinced, just not convinced.
At night, the lights had been extinguished, and An Ying was still riding on him in a threatening tone.
"Hao, just say I'm smart once, just once. If you don't tell me, I won't let you sleep."
Tian Junhao smiled evilly, supported her, touched her, and said in a lustful tone:
"Baby, you don't want to sleep either, do you? Do you really want it? If you want it, just say it. Why are you beating around the bush? It's not like I won't give it."
"Oh, that's not what I meant. Forget it, go to bed. I have to review tomorrow to prepare for the final exam."
An Ying was defeated again, turned over, turned her back to him, her mouth was bulging with anger.
An Ying swore that she must make Hao admit that she was smart!
But Tian Junhao hugged her from behind, a pair of boneless hands restlessly roaming her body, and his tone was low and deep.
"Baby, don't you want to?"
An Ying didn't say anything, just pinched him, then pulled the quilt all to her side.
He said with a somewhat unhappy tone: "I fell asleep, I really fell asleep, I'm talking in my sleep now."
"Hey, what a pity. I was going to admit that someone was smart, but it's a pity that she fell asleep and couldn't hear. Forget it, let's not talk about it." Tian Junhao turned over and continued to laugh, waiting for someone to slap himself in the mouth.
Sure enough, a second later, An Ying turned over again and climbed directly on top of him, eyes wide open.