Luo Xixi shrank and looked at him blankly, not knowing what to say.

"What, I still..."

"Forget it, let me go and you sleep in the master bedroom."

His marks were imprinted on her lips, which would be difficult to dissipate for a while, so that Luo Xixi was depressed for most of the night.

Guest bedroom

Ling Jichen held a Buddhist bead between his fingers.

The room was filled with incense.

This is his favorite ancient wood fragrance. He is mysophobic and doesn't like any unpleasant smell in his home.

When he was lying on the bed, preparing to rest, all that came to his mind was Luo Xixi.

He felt that he was bewitched.

early in the morning

The two little ones just packed their schoolbags and sat at the dining table obediently, waiting for breakfast.

The stepmother is still sleeping.

However, after these days of "brainwashing" by their stepmother, they have already agreed with Luo Xixi's theory.

"Kaikai, madam, you are still sleeping...haven't you gotten up yet?"
Chapter completed!