Chapter 909 Oh, so we're not going back tonight, just chatting?

I've finished watching it.

Is it time to go?

Qiuqiu looked out the window of Mo Si's room.

Wow, from here, I can actually see the courtyard of Jiang Qiuqiu’s house.

"Will you visit me here often?"

Mo Si, still in his pajamas, came closer in his panda-like attire, "Yes."

"I really want to know what you look like when you look at me."

This question is a bit abstract, at least Mo Si himself can't describe it.

He only demonstrates.

Probably like now, Mo Si asked Qiuqiu to raise her head, the starlight came into her eyes, and in her dark eyes under the lamp, it was the first clear day after the snow and the first clear day after the rain.

"That should be it."

The atmosphere suddenly became different at this moment.

Qiuqiu glanced away, and Mo Si, confused as to why, followed her gaze.

Qiuqiu said, "Although it's late, I'm suddenly not sleepy anymore."

"I don't feel like going back to rest."

It's night.

This is Mo Si's home, Mo Si's room.

A word like this is enough to defeat thousands of troops.

Mo Si was stunned for a moment, then said seriously, "How can that be possible? Your mental strength is so severely overdrawn, restoring it through sleep is the best option."

Qiuqiu: ...

"There's a reason you're still single."

"I'm not single." Mo Si noticed something strange when he heard Qiuqiu say this. "Qiuqiu, what do you mean?"

"Think for yourself!"

Thinking is a momentary thing.

Replaying what Qiuqiu had just said, Mo Si's eyes suddenly widened. He seemed to understand something, "You don't want to go back to sleep?"

A blush crept up his cheeks.

"Will it be bad?"

He didn't know what he was thinking about, his face was very lively, and the shyness was a charm that even the black and white panda headgear couldn't suppress. "I'm not ready yet."

Qiuqiu: ...

"What are you thinking about? I mean, the sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and I have a lot to tell you."

"A lot of words?"

"How about we just chat tonight, get some rest, and get up later tomorrow, okay?"

"Oh, so we're just going to chat tonight?" Mo Si's expression had an indescribable sense of disappointment.

Look at this lost one.

"Of course not." Qiuqiu said seriously: "If you want, we can do more than just chat."

“…”

He struggled for a moment.

That's fine. Five words lingered between his lips and teeth, and finally, "I don't know either."

Let’s chat first.

Before chatting, Qiuqiu also washed up first. There were no clothes for Qiuqiu here. Although the two houses were very close, Mo Si did not go back to get clothes.

Anyway, Mo Si's towels aren't dirty, right? They're all washed.

The clothes are also ready-made. Although this long panda pajamas looks like a sack when worn, it doesn’t matter. The loose sack is also quite comfortable to wear.

Mo Si, whose clothes were stolen: ...

He put on a short-sleeved shirt with his bare upper body, feeling aggrieved.

It's getting late, time to rest.

It is winter after all, and Qiuqiu is wearing little and loose clothes. She can't just sit there and chat, or she will catch a cold.

So it’s best to lie on the bed and under the quilt.

As for whether to cover with one quilt or two quilts, of course it is one. We are a couple, so what’s the point of covering with two quilts?

whee.

Unlike the plots in various online novels, there is no unique smell of Mo Si in Mo Si's quilt.

The man had just returned, and the quilts were disinfected by a robot. The robot had strict hygiene standards, and the quilts had no smell.

(End of this chapter)