Zhan Yin knew that this girl was not the kind of woman who screamed when a man took off his clothes. She would only watch with relish, and even wanted to touch him with her hands.

He stood up straight and stopped trapping her with his ambiguous posture.

It's of no use to her.

"Can you sleep if you put cotton in your ears?"

Haitong shook his head, "That's uncomfortable."

There was no quilt for sleeping on the sofa, and it was impossible for Zhan Yin to ask her to make a bed on the floor in the guest room without a bed. It was indeed a bit cold tonight.

After a moment of silence, he picked up the glass of water and walked to his room again.

"Go to sleep in my room."

His low words floated back.

Haitong was stunned.

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She lost her temper and scolded him, but it was really effective.

Zhan Yin walked to the door of the room, stopped and turned around to look. Seeing that Haitong was still motionless, his face darkened and he said coldly: "If you don't like it, you can sleep on the sofa."

As he said this, he went back to his room and closed the door.

Haitong had already picked up the pillow and rushed over at lightning speed, squeezing in one foot first to block him from closing the door.

There was a flattering smile on her pretty face, "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it."

Zhan Yin glared at her with a sullen face.

She pretended not to notice, squatted down with a pillow in her arms, passed through his arms, and entered his territory.

When she helped him wash his face in the morning, Haitong didn't take a close look at everything in his room. Now that he came in for the second time, she couldn't control her eyes and looked everywhere.

She didn't even need her to clean his room. He did it himself and kept it spotless. Grandma said he had a bit of a mysophobia and you could tell.

After visiting Zhan Yin's room, Haitong climbed up onto the big bed unceremoniously, put down his pillow, occupied a position, then lay down and pulled the quilt to cover him.

It's so comfortable to have a bed to sleep on and a quilt to cover you.

After lying down for less than two minutes, Haitong sat up again, picked up the pillow and put it at the end of the bed. She changed directions and said, "Let's sleep on one end each. I can sleep on the end of the bed."

Zhan Yin came over, his handsome face was still tense, "Are you asking me to fall asleep smelling your feet?"

Haitong: ""

She doesn't have athlete's foot.

Not smelly.

Seeing that his expression was not good, and thinking that he was here to sleep on the bed, he had the final say, Haitong quickly took back his pillow from the end of the bed and put it back in its previous position.

"I'm going to sleep then?"

"That's your freedom. I didn't hold anything up against your eyelids to prevent you from sleeping."

Haitong: ""

His tone was hard, and he definitely didn't want her to sleep on the bed.

Who told his grandma to occupy her bed?

The grandson will repay the debt owed by grandma.

Thinking like this, Haitong ignored the sullen face and lay peacefully on his comfortable big bed, dreaming of Duke Zhou.

She thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but who knew that a few minutes later, she fell asleep soundly.

Zhan Yin, on the other hand, sat aside and watched her being seduced by Duke Zhou after a few minutes. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

She wasn't worried at all that he would eat her?

Maybe he was usually too polite, and he was indeed born with a cold temperament, which made her think that he was a gentleman and would never take advantage of her.

Zhan Yin also admitted that he was not a pervert and would not easily have thoughts about a woman, but that was about other women. He had many thoughts about her, hugged her, kissed her, and just had sex with her.


Chapter completed!