Chapter 674
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He paused.
Then he saw that the girl had lifted a corner of the blanket. "Quick, come in!"
He didn't move.
But his eyes darkened a lot.
Seeing that the young man didn't come over, Shen Wanqing got up from the bed and tugged at his sleeve. "Come over and sleep with Master, be good …"
"Master, you're drunk …" He pursed his lips. His expression was very calm, but his voice was a few degrees lower.
"I'm not drunk!" She immediately retorted.
She glared angrily at him with her round eyes, as if she was about to explode.
"Okay, okay, okay. Master is not drunk. Have a good rest."
Shen Wanqing tugged at his sleeve. "Then you'll sleep with me!"
"…" He looked at her, pursed his thin and beautiful lips, and said coldly, "No …"
She was a little irritated. The drunkenness was still in her head. She was already dizzy, and now Bai Chi was still entangled with her here. Shen Wanqing felt that her brain was about to not belong to her.
She tugged at Bai Chi's sleeve in annoyance. "So, why?"
Shen Wanqing had used a lot of strength. With a ripping sound, her sleeve was torn apart by Shen Wanqing.
But Shen Wanqing didn't notice this. She stood up from the bed and looked at Bai Chi condescendingly.
She frowned and tugged at Bai Chi's cheek unhappily. "You … you used to sleep with me!"
"… That, that was a long time ago …" He was a little helpless.
Bai Chi's cheek was being tugged hard by Shen Wanqing, and soon his cheek started to turn red.
"Has it been a long time?" She looked a little confused.
Bai Chi reached out and held Shen Wanqing's hand. He sighed slowly. "It's been a long time … It's been a long time …"
Master, your disciple has grown up …
He's no longer the little boy you picked up from the streets …
When are you going to realize this?
"Sleep well, good night …"
In the dark night, the young man's voice sounded very low and hoarse. It sounded sad and helpless.
…
…
The next morning.
The birds flew up to the branches, stretched their wings, and chirped there.
Accompanied by the fragrance of the morning grass, Shen Wanqing, who had a hangover, slowly woke up late in the morning.
After she woke up, she looked at the ceiling.
It's dawn?
"Host, you're awake …"
Shen Wanqing sat up on the bed and rubbed her aching temples. She moaned softly, "Mm …"
She took a deep breath and asked 748, "What time is it now?"
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