Helpless, Su Mengjing had no choice but to support Zhao Qian and said:

"Let's go, Zhao Qian, it's time for us to go to bed. Let Brother Yong accompany you to see the Sea of ​​Acacia tomorrow, okay?"

Sudden!

Zhao Qian went crazy!

"Don't touch me, don't touch me!"

This made Su Mengjing a little angry, so she picked up her legs and walked away.

After walking a few steps, I heard Zhao Qian say to Yong Buli again:

"Brother Yong, can you sleep with me?"

When Su Mengjing heard this, she turned back.

"Zhao Qian, let's do this. I, Brother Yong, will sleep with the three of you tonight, okay?"

Yong Buli looked at Su Mengjing with surprised eyes!

"My bed is too small and can't sleep three people!" Zhao Qian said.

"It's okay. I'm a thin person. I can just sit next to you. I won't take up a lot of your space!"

"Okay, okay, let's go then!"

Then, the three of them walked into Zhao Qian's room. Only Shui Mufang was still in the courtyard. Looking at the lonely moon, he could see the bloodthirsty feeling.

Before, when I saw this dark night, I could still see its tender side, and there was no so-called fear, because the darkness was only released when the night came!

Black is the flower drawn by the night, and the night is the blue flower woven by the black, which contains the language of love and affection, understanding each other and cherishing each other.

Now, I can no longer see it transforming back into its graceful, soft and charming appearance.

It's like a monster, tearing at the day and covering the sky bit by bit without even having time to mix it evenly.
Chapter completed!