Long Aotian looked at the little girl's nervous expression. He was very close and could clearly hear her heartbeat. He gently kissed her between the eyebrows and said, "It's getting dark. It's time to go to bed."

In the small room, the dim light and the moonlight pouring in from the window created an ambiguous atmosphere for no reason.

Feeling Brother Long lying down behind her, Hu Yuying curled up her body and slowly squeezed into Long Aotian's arms.

For Hu Yuying, the whole process was no less than a gun battle in a movie. She was so nervous that her fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Looking at the little girl trembling slightly in his arms, Long Aotian found it a little amusing. He lowered his eyes and moved a little closer to the little girl.

So close that their lips were only a few inches apart, and he could clearly feel the air Hu Yuying exhaled: "Ah Ying."

Hearing the word "Aying", Hu Yuying gently raised her shrunken head, and her long feathery eyelashes hit Long Aotian's chin.

"Can I call you that? Ah Ying."

As he spoke, Long Aotian raised his hand and pushed the loose hair around Hu Yuying's ear behind her ear.

When her fingers gently stroked her cheek, Hu Yuying felt her cheek getting slightly hot uncontrollably.

When she met Brother Long's gaze, she nodded shyly and nervously for a moment.

From a little follower at the beginning, a little girl to Yuying, and finally to Aying.

The change in the names is like two hearts that were originally unconnected gradually getting closer.

"Ah Ying, don't be afraid of me."

Hu Yuying wanted to say that she was not afraid, she was just a little nervous.

But the words that came to my lips were drowned in my heart by a kiss.

The quiet darkness always amplifies the sound countless times.

This kiss was so long. Hu Yuying hugged Long Ge's neck tightly and let him lick and bite her collarbone. This wonderful feeling made Hu Yuying's body feel strange...