Chapter Eight Eve Three(2/2)
"You're going to hit me again."
"I won't hit you."
After listening, David Wen slowly glanced back. Then, David Wen turned his head completely away - Ivor's eyes had been closed, and his hands were hanging under the sofa. Seeing this, David Wen carefully opened the door and opened the door.
He opened a crack in the door. Then David Wen squeezed into the sofa. Suddenly, Ivor picked up David Wen. David Wen did not resist and curled up into Ivor's arms. They slept like this all night.
"happy birthday to you——"
David Wen scratched his eyes with one hand, fumbled for his phone with the other, and sat up straight——
"Brother Fu!"
"Go for a run by yourself, don't bother me." Ivor kicked David Wen to the ground.
Poor David Wen had just woken up and rolled several times until he reached the TV cabinet.
"Huh?" David Wen wiped his eyes in confusion, again and again.
Suddenly, David Wen's face was full of horror. "Our TV is missing!"
"Ah!" Ivor jumped up and stared in the direction of the "TV" with wide eyes.
Chapter completed!