Xiao Xingyu: "Stop making trouble, get off."
"Your cold fragrance smells wonderful too."
"I'd love to send you a bottle later."
“My stomach hurts so much right now.”
“…”
"I want to have a baby."
Xiao Xingyu, who was calm and composed, paused for a moment, then took a deep breath, becoming irritable due to a certain kind of patience: "What kind of connection is this?"
Zhang Moyan was unaware of the danger she was in. She stared at him intently, as if she were treating Xiao Xingyu like a close sister. "I really want a child."
Xiao Xingyu leaned back on the sofa, holding Zhang Moyan's arms with both hands. With all his strength, he held the distance between them and warned in a low voice, "Zhang Moyan, do you know what the consequences of saying this will be?"
"Huh? Why do you have a small scar here?" However, the other party was not in the mood for conversation at all, and his attention was attracted by something.
Zhang Moyan's hand brushed across the loose hair on Xiao Xingyu's forehead and gently stroked it back, revealing his smooth forehead.
Drunk people move incredibly slowly, damn! It's almost like they're flirting.
The soft black hair brushed past his temples. On Xiao Xingyu's right forehead, near the hairline, was a small, half-centimeter-long, crescent-shaped, silver scar. Like a small snake's tail, it snaked through the dense hair. If it weren't so close, it would have been completely invisible.
"Have you been injured here before?" Zhang Moyan gently touched the small scar, and suddenly a micro-electricity seemed to flow from her fingertips throughout Xiao Xingyu's body.
"Do you really want to have a baby?"
Zhang Moyan's eyes shifted downwards, and he said seriously, "Yes, I do. What about you? Do you want to?"
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