Wen Jiaren ignored Mu Xiao and lay down beside him, "What's so smelly, go to sleep."
After she finished speaking, she turned off the light as well. Mu Xiao shifted a bit, and Wen Jiaren whispered to him, "Xiao'er, you're not allowed to talk while sleeping, otherwise I won't let you sleep with me anymore."
Mu Xiao quieted down, and soon she felt the other side of the bed sink in, making her body stiffen involuntarily.
The room was filled with silence, the darkness seemingly emitting tense molecules, causing one's body to tighten.
A small hand held her fingers and placed them on his little belly. Wen Jiaren didn't mind, until her hand touched elongated fingers. Initially, she didn't realize they were fingers and curiously touched them a few times. When she guessed they might be Mu Qian's fingers, she reflexively retracted her hand, but it was already too late!
