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　　Chapter 122: Tired!

　　That robust body was like a gentle and solid wall, pressing down on Xueluo, making him unable to move even a single step.

　　Before Xueluo could scold him, he opened his mouth first.

　　"Stop messing around and get some sleep. You're tired!" I won't touch you tonight! "

　　As if 'he won't touch her' was a huge gift to her.

　　He placed his legs on top of Xueluo's slender legs, locking her freedom in an instant.

　　Xueluo wanted to push him away, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't push away the well-built him. Furthermore, the man's light snores seemed to be even more dissatisfied with Xueluo's reckless actions.

　　Xueluo stopped struggling as he looked at the man sleeping soundly.

　　Suddenly, Xueluo felt like his entire life was pressed on the wrong key by G.o.d. In this misplaced relations.h.i.+p, Xueluo seemed to be unable to find a way out.

　　What should he do? He clearly knew that he should have righteously rejected the unbroken emotions Feng Xinglang had feigned, but he himself had fallen into's warmth without being able to extricate himself from it.

　　At this moment, Xueluo finally understood: what was the true essence of moths flying into fire!

　　He knew it was a mistake, but why was he so stubborn? Was it only for that instant when the light flashed before his eyes?

　　The next day.

　　Xueluo woke up in the man's embrace.

　　This embrace … [Isn't it too s.e.xy?] It was definitely a real one!

　　Xueluo practically jumped out from Feng Xinglang's half-naked chest. Unknowingly, the man's clothes had already disappeared, almost matching with her … With her. Wait, where's my pajamas?

　　Xueluo lowered his head to look and was stunned: The pajamas he was wearing had already been pushed down to his waist. She, who was not wearing anything in the first place, was shaking her sweet and gentle beauty!

　　Oh my G.o.d! Lin Xueluo, you sleepy pig! You've already been stripped naked, and you're still sleeping so soundly?

　　Fortunately, the man was still awake. There was still room for rescue in all this awkwardness and embarra.s.sment.

　　Xueluo immediately pulled up the pajamas on his waist and tidied them up, then carefully pulled out his legs from the man's chest as if he was pulling out radishes.

　　Just as she was about to succeed, the man flipped over and pressed down on her. [So be it, so be it. You actually dared to bet on her …] That way.

　　Like the slight snort of a lion when he first wakes, the irregular hand groped up habitually; it pushed her soft beauty into a beautiful flower in an instant.