In the early morning, the sun shines through the cracks in the window and shines on the small bed in the room.

The faint shadow under the thick eyelashes, the morning light fell on the charming face, as if it was real and illusory.

Ai Muli, who was sleeping, felt something cold sliding across her face. It was very comfortable and comfortable. Her long and cold fingers seemed to be covered with fingers from her forehead to her neck.

Sweetly and slowly.

Ai Muli's eyes slowly opened, and from the initial misty, it gradually became clear and clear. The purpose was Feng Qiwu's ordinary but rippling face.

Looking at the bottom of her eyes, there was a hint of tenderness flowing.[

My brain was blank at 0:00 and 1 second, and then Ai Muli remembered the passionate night last night, with a layer of crimson on her face.

A faint smile appeared on Feng Qiwu's face, and his dark eyes were staring at Ai Muli with the scorching heat of fireworks. His hands gently stroked Ai Muli's hair and said softly: "Are you awake?"

Ai Muli rubbed her eyes and yawned lazily.

"I'm still sleepy, do you want to sleep for a while?" Feng Qiwu frowned slightly as he looked at Ai Muli's tired look.

Ai Muli shook her head, looking at Yun Danfengqing on the surface, but in fact only she knew that her heart was beating very hard at this moment.

The past life and this life were her first time in the true sense.

Therefore, Feng Qiwu was her real first man. Thinking of this, Ai Muli's heart couldn't help but feel a little pretentious.

I had to cover up by yawning, but I couldn't keep yawning.

Ai Muli raised her eyes secretly and glanced at Feng Qiwu quietly. She happened to meet Feng Qiwu's bright black eyes, staring at her with full of doting and love.

When she saw her little daughter's shame, she curled her lips with evil charm and couldn't help laughing.

This smile made Ai Muli's shyness go away.

Under the quilt, Ai Muli's hands and feet were both blowing and kicking Feng Qiwu, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny!"

Feng Qiwu smiled even more evilly. She reached out and grabbed her hands, turned over and pressed her on her body, and a trace of evil charm appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Li'er is in good spirits. I thought you were exhausted last night..."

Ai Muli's face suddenly turned red, and her whole body seemed to be on fire, staring at him without saying a word.

Feng Qiwu smiled and reached out, gently scrutinized the hair on her forehead, and asked softly: "Did I hurt you last night?"

"..." Ai Muli was stunned for a moment before she understood what Feng Qiwu said about "pain".

Damn, she was a real gun on the bed, she was a paper tiger. He suddenly asked her this, but she really didn't know much about it. How should she answer!
Chapter completed!