Qi Jie's hands were still wrapped around his waist, and her two legs were on the bed and on Chu Bosi's legs. Yeye was like this, he really wanted to be called an ascetic monk.
A hand reached out and rubbed against her face. Then, he slowly closed his eyes. He... He did not dare to do anything wrong.
If he really did, then perhaps even if Qi Jie let him succeed, he would still be unhappy. So, he had to wait until Qi Jie confirmed his intentions and the day she willingly handed him over.
After a long night, Chu Bosi carried Qi Jie and slowly fell asleep.
The next morning, Qi Jie opened his eyes in a daze. Chu Bosi he entered his eyes with a dreamy face. When he saw his sleeping posture, he felt a little embarrassed. Thus, he gently took off his arms and legs from his grandfather. Althoug
