At the same time, the door of the study was opened.

Duan Xiuyuan finished his work and walked out, and saw that the door of Zhimian’s room had just been closed, leaving only Duan Zhuo’s figure.

Duan Xiuyuan looked at it for a few seconds and walked back to the bedroom.

In the room, Zhuang Shulan, who was leaning against the bed reading, saw him and smiled and said, "I've finally finished you."

"Well, the manuscript has been written."

Zhuang Shulan took off her eyes, closed the book, and put it aside, "Then let's sleep."

Duan Xiuyuan sat down beside the bed, frowned slightly, and said to her: "Shu Lan, I just saw Xiao Duan go to Xiaojiu's room."

Zhuang Shulan was slightly stunned.

"Tell me about this big night... How did I talk to him at the beginning? Family rules, you must not forget them."

Zhuang Shulan smiled helplessly and patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, no one knows his son, you don't know what kind of temperament he is? You said that the two children have lived together for so long, and if something really happens... it is reasonable."

"You just help him," Duan Xiuyuan lay down with a serious expression, "I'm just afraid that he will make trouble, and something will happen at that time."

"Don't worry, I'll tell him about this in private."

Zhuang Shulan lay next to him, was hugged by Duan Xiuyuan, and she leaned against his chest, sighing: "I feel that my son's personality has changed a lot. Don't you think? He is very good to Xiaojiu."

"Well, today I look at it so much better than before."

It seems that their previous worries are a bit redundant.

Zhuang Shulan thought of something, and finally smiled and angrily: "My son is like you. When you were young, you were not very honest."

Duan Xiuyuan's face looked slightly embarrassed, "I don't remember when I was not honest..."

...

In the bedroom on the other side.

The bright moonlight sprinkles outside the window, and the lights sway.

Zhimian was lying down, hugged by Duan Zhuo, his face flushed, and he was frightened: "Why are you here..."

Why is this man so brave?

She thought this person would not come again and wanted to sleep peacefully qwq

Duan Zhuo smiled, "It's okay, they're already asleep."

What else Zhimian wanted to say, his kiss had fallen, covering all the random thoughts.

The little girl slowly closed her eyes, and Duan Zhuo's eyes were blood-red and red. The kisses fell on her red lips and lingered in her ears.

Duan Zhuo bit her ear and smirked hoarsely: "Baby, you can make a sound, it's very soundproofing here."

No one lives around this room, and the rooms of the three elders are on the other side of the corridor.

Zhimian's hand tightly wrapped around the man's shoulder, biting his red lips, his eyes were wet, and he still didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the rest of the family, and it would be over if he was discovered.

However, Zhimian's erratic thoughts were quickly pulled back by his actions.

At this moment, the complete thoughts were gradually disintegrated by the person in front of him. She was like a small fish in the palm of his hand, swimming around in his palm, and everything was controlled by him.

"Sleep, relax."

He whispered to coax her over and over again.

A bright moonlight is reflected in the clear pond.

Zhimian's mind was constantly dizzy, his head was buried on his shoulder, his face turned red, like a burst of tomatoes.

"Duan Zhuo..." She couldn't help calling him softly.

After a while, Duan Zhuo let go of her hand, clamped her with one hand and tried to push away his wrists to prevent her from moving.

In this unfamiliar place, all Zhimian's nervous thoughts were amplified.

But Zhimian only obeys instinct.

Until the last point, Duan Zhuo suddenly stopped. He smiled and asked in her ear: "Do you like playing like this?"

Zhimian buried his face and was too shy to answer, but he stopped. Zhimian was like a dying fish, urging him with a soft voice, and his voice was like a little cat: "Duan Zhuo..."

He was patient and still kept on moving, but he wanted to bully her: "Do you like it?"

She can only admit: "Like..."

Duan Zhuo smiled and gave her everything she wanted.

A few minutes later, the room became quiet.

The light and shadow reflected by the wall finally stopped swaying.

Zhimian hugged him tightly, his red lips slightly opened, and was blocked by the man's warm kiss.

From rough to gentle.

After a kiss slowly stopped, Duan Zhuo pecked her chin and smiled hoarsely: "Why are baby so awesome?"

Zhimian came back to his senses and realized what had just happened. He blushed and didn't dare to look at him. He was coaxed by him for a while before he calmed down his emotions.

Duan Zhuo got up, took a tissue to wipe him and her. Zhimian lowered his head and saw a dark color dyed by her where he was lying. He touched it and was crying: "What should I do, Duan Zhuo..."

What should I do if I am found qwq

Seeing her cute and cute look, Duan Zhuo jumped violently, and hugged her in his arms again and bit her ear.

She cried and tears were forced out again.

"What are you doing..."

He looked at her, his eyes rolled again, and his lips were pulled up: "Zhimian, do you really think I have good self-control?"

If it weren't for the room that wasn't ready, he would have really kept things going tonight.

Duan Zhuo held her hair down, his voice was hoarse, and he gave her an ultimatum:

"We will return to Xingjiaozhou after a few days."
Chapter completed!