Chapter 202 AI Confinement 60
"Waaah, that's enough!"
"Wait, there's one more thing."
Song Jinhuan was stunned for a moment, "Wh...what do you mean?"
Xi Heng chuckled softly.
Song Jinhuan suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the next second, large tears slid down her cheeks, her lips parted slightly, but she couldn't utter a sound.
Xi Heng gripped her wrist, his fingertips pressed against her throbbing pulse.
His eyes were deep and somber.
The back muscles are tight.
After a long while, Song Jinhuan finally caught her breath.
She swallowed hard and reminded him, "At this hour, you should be urging me to go to sleep."
Xi Heng readily agreed, "Mhm."
Song Jinhuan accused: "You're all liars!"
"...I only lied twice." Xi Heng's low, hoarse voice was filled with grievance.
Song Jinhuan didn't know what he was upset about. If this continued, she would be a rag doll by tomorrow.
"You shameless person!"
The man paused, leaned down and kissed her forehead, praising, "You're right."
"You can sleep on the sofa from now on," Song Jinhuan said, her face flushed and her soft voice hoarse with dissatisfaction.
Xi Heng smiled faintly, "At a time like this, how dare you say such a thing?"
Song Jinhuan's heart skipped a beat, but she remained remarkably firm.
Xi Heng settled down on the sofa.
Since you're calling her "little master," you should listen to her!
...
The starlight was obscured by the breaking dawn.
In the kitchen, the man, wearing an apron, had a stern face but a smug look on his face, and his whole body exuded a kind of languidness after temporary satiation.
The clattering sounds of chopping vegetables, accompanied by an unknown tune, conveyed his good mood even without getting close, through the transparent windows and doors.
Song Jinhuan stared blankly at the ceiling, her eyes blinking slightly.
Last night, I imagined fireworks so many times that my head is still foggy.
Sanjin: "Congratulations, host!!! You've grown up!!!"
Song Jinhuan's lips twitched slightly, and she sniffed, saying, "Do you know how I got through last night?"
Sanjin: "Sorry, I don't have that permission, I can't see anything!"
There's really no need to sound so regretful.
"The favorability rating is already 98%, host, keep up the good work!"
After offering encouragement, Sanjin fell into silence.
Shortly afterward, the door was pushed open.
Song Jinhuan almost instinctively pulled the blanket over her face.
He was interrupted halfway through his action by Xi Heng's laughter.
Song Jinhuan's face flushed red. She angrily put her hand down and glared at the door.
Unexpectedly, I met a pair of smiling eyes, like a gentle breeze.
but!
"What are you laughing at!"
Her voice is still quite hoarse.
My precious voice, my Juanzi, my Juanzi... Waaah!
"Time to eat!"
The man's voice trailed off, and it was wonderful to listen to.
Song Jinhuan was quite angry at first, but Xi Heng said that dinner was served.
She knew about Xi Heng's skills.
Just thinking about it makes my mouth water.
Feeling great.
"Oh, come here and carry me down."
Xi Heng had already climbed into bed and said excitedly, "Of course."
I have a feeling that Xi Heng has become much more of a sycophant.
It was as if a switch had been flipped in his body.
She had already been cleaned up and changed into her favorite set of pajamas.
It's light green with a huge cartoon character on the back.
"Drink the soup first."
Soon, they were seated at the dining table.
Song Jinhuan has never liked drinking soup before meals, and the other party knows this.
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