Zhao Yiming's low voice came from my ears, "When did you get a cat?"
Tian An paused, then said happily, "I don't have a cat! Maybe it ran over from the mansion next door!"
After a long while without hearing him speak, he asked again, "Is everything going well for you today?"
Zhao Yiming nodded, and seeing that Tian An didn't dare look at him, he said, "Everything went well."
Then, Tian Anqing said "hmm" and the topic was interrupted again.
After a long while, Tian An spoke again: "Aren't you tired like this? Why don't you go down first!"
Tian An felt that the palms of his hands that had been supporting his head and the arms that were supporting his body at the waist stiffened for a moment.
Finally, he sighed imperceptibly, exerted force with his arms, rolled off Tian An, got off the bed directly, and bent down to cover Tian An with the quilt.
Tian An finally looked up at him. His expression seemed quite normal, though a little more serious than usual.
As if by magic, just as he covered himself with the quilt and was about to stand up, Tian An grabbed his collar faster than he thought.
A pair of red lips met the slightly cool thin lips, and then before he could react, they quickly withdrew, pulled the quilt over and hid their entire head in it.
The warm touch made Zhao Yiming completely stunned. When he reacted, Tian An had already wrapped himself up like a silkworm cocoon.
A muffled voice came from under the quilt, "Good night, see you tomorrow."
What else could Zhao Yiming say? "See you tomorrow. After I leave, remember to stick your head out. Don't stay stuck under the covers."
Only after hearing Tian An's inaudible voice, "Hmm!" did he walk towards the window.
Tian An, who was lying in the quilt, heard the sound of the window opening and closing, and it took a long time before he pulled down the quilt.
Her little face had already turned red all the way to her neck, and I didn't know if it was because of shyness or depression.
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