Seven hundred and forty one
Translator: 549690339
"It looks like our little support big brother has sobered up."
Upon hearing this, mo bei's slender fingers paused and she looked to her side.
The first thing she could see was that well-defined face, a high nose bridge, and a pair of light-colored eyes under the cold single eyelids.
It was only then that mo bei realized that not only were they sleeping on the same bed, but they were also covered by the same thin blanket.
The distance between them was so close that she could touch him if she moved.
His heart was beating in a different way.
Feng nai had never had the habit of sleeping with his clothes on. Right now, he was also half-naked, only wearing a pair of black trousers.
This gave mo bei the space to regain her calm.
In the past, when the two of them lived together.
When the man nonchalantly pulled up his zipper, mo bei would always look away.
Fortunately, he still had a pair of long pants on him today.