Seeing that she was only wearing the inside, and the collar was still loose, Ling Mohan couldn't help but move his eyes slightly, saying, "Didn't you tell me? You can't sleep well without me by your side?"

He came to the table and sat down, his gaze swept away, and he fell on the spot of spring light without being free: "So, I am here."

Seeing his eyes fixed on her neckline, Feng Jiu lowered her head and saw that she hadn’t tied her chest just after taking a shower, her jacket was slightly loose, and the spring was looming at the collar, but she actually saw a piece of snow-white skin. Nothing else.

But the man's eyes have been glanced at her neckline twice since they came in for a short while. Is it true that men are like this?Will you take a peek unconsciously when you see the beautiful spring breeze?

"Does it look good?" She asked with a slightly curved lips, smiling.

"Cough." Ling Mohan let out a dry cough, and opened his eyes uncomfortably, embarrassingly peeking and being caught.

"How about this?" She pulled up her loose shirt, revealing a round and snowy fragrant shoulder slantingly, and then she gave him a wink.

Ling Mohan, who had looked away uncomfortably, couldn't help but looked at her at this time, his gaze fell on that attractive fragrant shoulder, his eyes were deep and burning, and his voice asked in a dumb voice: "You Is this seducing me?"

"Chih! Nothing good."

She sneered, glanced at him amusingly, and stretched her jacket: "Dare you run into my room in the middle of the night with such a little concentration?"

Hearing that, he got a whole mind and glanced at her: "I'm not determined when I meet you, so you'd better not try to seduce me, otherwise, you can't blame me for something."

"Those people solved it?" She looked at him, pouring him a glass of water.

Ling Mohan took it and took a sip of his heart, "Well, it's all dealt with." His expression was very calm, and his tone was very disapproving. Obviously, this is not the first time this happened. Get used to it.

"Tonight is fifteen. I seem to like to pick fifteen." She put her cheek in one hand, looked at him and asked, "How much do you have left? There should be no response after taking it?"

"Even the precious fire-attribute elixir can't suppress the thousand-year cold in my body. You should use the blood of ancient fire phoenix!" It was a question, but the meaning of the words was extremely positive.

"Well, smart." She smiled, her eyes turned, her tone was a little triumphant: "So, I stole your thousand-year-old ginseng, and the thing that pitted you is enough to be worth it. Yes, you know, my medicine is hard to get."

Hearing this, Ling Mohan couldn't help but laugh, and said, "If you want something in the future, just tell me."

"Will you give me if I tell you?" She rolled her eyes and asked with a smile.

"Well, all of my things will be yours." With a voice, he took a deep look at her and said, "It's me and yours."

"Hehe, you can avoid it!"

She smiled wryly, even if she had a sexual heart, she didn't have the courage to rush at him. When she thought of him being pressed on her body, uh, the picture was too beautiful to imagine...

After Ling Mohan drank a glass of water, he put down the cup in his hand, and his deep eyes fell on her. He suddenly stood up, reached out and hugged her whole body, and Feng Jiu whispered, "You What are you doing? In the middle of the night, let me down quickly."