Male Fox Spirit.
The next day, they slept until noon. Song Guanyu, unusually lazy, didn't want to get up from Ye Yansheng's arms. She kept burrowing into the hollow of his shoulder, clinging to him and refusing to let him leave the bed. She was incredibly sticky, just wanting to lie there with him.
She pressed her lips to his Adam's apple and gave it a kiss, then commanded, "I forbid you to get out of bed." But Ye Yansheng had to get up; he wanted to cook for her. He indulged her by cupping her round head and rubbing it gently. "If I don't get up, you'll go hungry. Don't you want to eat delicious food?"
Song Guanyu frowned in his arms.
Sigh. A hard choice. She wanted both.
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