Carry the Cold War to the End (3)

The more Qiao Mu thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She buried her face in the blanket and ignored him.

Li Yan pulled her into his arms and said helplessly, "" It's late. Let's sleep tonight. We'll talk about this tomorrow. "

Qiao Mu snorted in her heart. Who's talking to him!

She struggled for a while, but she couldn't break free from his arm. She could only give up. She didn't forgive him. She was just too lazy to move!

Li Yan watched as the little woman in his arms fell asleep quickly like a little pig. He felt very helpless.

This woman, can't she be obedient forever!

Li Yan sighed at the thought of this. Didn't he like her like this?

Sometimes, he was as obedient as a rabbit, sometimes as naughty as a little fox, and sometimes, like now, he was like a little tiger baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, resisting her to the end.