Chapter 39 You threw it off the bed yourself.
The girl's jade-like white skin contrasted sharply with the dark bedding. Perhaps still feeling tired, she closed her eyes as soon as she crawled into bed.
Mo Ziyuan leaned against a cushion, focused on his official duties. The dim light from the screen reflected on his cold profile. Beside him, Lin Yiluo hugged a plush doll tightly, curled up like a well-behaved kitten.
After an unknown amount of time, the tranquil air was broken by a soft voice.
"Brother Ziyuan, your bed smells so good, it smells just like you."
Mo Ziyuan's fingers, which were typing on the keyboard, suddenly stopped, and he looked up at...
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