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After a few seconds of silence, Song Chujiu finally spoke.
"I see."
Her answer meant that she agreed.
Seemingly satisfied with her answer, Xiao Moqing reached out and put his arm around her waist.
"Stay with me tonight."
Song Chujiu¡¯s eyebrows trembled slightly, ¡°When did you let Feng Hairan go?¡±
Xiao Moqing gently lifted her chin and looked into her eyes with clear eyes.
"see your performance."
The night is as cool as water.
Song Chujiu was lying on the soft bed. The darkness around her did not make her feel sleepy at all.
Although he asked her to stay here with him, he didn't touch her today, he just slept with her.
There were big hands around her waist, and the man's deep breathing rose and fell rhythmically in her ears.
If it weren¡¯t for this situation, she might have thought that this man seemed to be afraid of her leaving.
But this is not the case.
Song Chujiu moved uncomfortably, but the man¡¯s arms hugged him tighter.
The mobile phone on the bedside table buzzed. Although the sound was not loud, it was very obvious in the silent air.
It¡¯s Xiao Moqing¡¯s cell phone on the bedside.
Song Chujiu gently broke away from the man's arm. When he was about to wake the man up, he suddenly saw the name appearing on the screen of his mobile phone.
Thousands of falls.
Because of the incoming call, the light from the screen illuminated a little darkness.
Song Chujiu was slightly startled. He lowered his head subconsciously and looked at the sleeping man.
He was sleeping soundly, his handsome face was a little less cold than usual, and the scar on his forehead was faintly exposed.
Song Chujiu¡¯s fingers tightened, and there was a little hesitation in his heart.
Do you want to wake him up?
Xi Qianluo has clearly told her that he wants to win over Xiao Moqing.
He and Xi Qianluo have been living together. She must be worried when he doesn't come back so late.
Not a wife, but better than a wife.
Xi Qianluo did much better than her in this aspect.
Because of the time, the phone on the table quickly stopped vibrating.
Song Chujiu¡¯s eyes flashed slightly and he lay back down again.
However, within a few minutes, the phone on the table vibrated.
Xi Qianluo is really persistent.
This time, Xiao Moqing was finally awakened by the shaking sound.
He stood up and took his phone. When he saw the name on the screen, his eyes narrowed slightly.
He turned his head and looked at Song Chujiu who was sleeping beside him.
The light in the room was dim, and Song Chujiu had his back to him, so he couldn't see the woman's expression clearly.
Xiao Moqing lifted the quilt, got out of bed quietly, and walked out of the room.
The bedroom door was ajar, and it was quieter than usual at night. Although Xiao Moqing's voice was very soft, he could still be heard clearly.
"Qianluo, is something wrong?"
Xi Qianluo said softly: "I see you haven't come back so late, so I'm a little worried about you."
After hesitating for a moment, Xi Qianluo asked, "Mo Qing, are you coming back tonight?"
"I won't go back."
"Oh, I understand. Then go to bed early and call me if you need anything."
"Um."
Without too much entanglement, Xi Qianluo quickly hung up the phone.
After returning to the room, Xiao Moqing returned to the bed.