My house will make you feel comfortable

By the way, why don't I have the memory of biting you?

Yuxuan thought to himself, hand hugging Zixin, tightening its grip as he felt more warmth from both of their steamy cocks penetrating each other.

Next day,

In the early morning, Yuxuan awoke. He sat up, giving an adorable stare at Zixin. He reached out for his forehead to pat him.

Unfortunately, he felt his hand couldn't reach his hair. He rolled his eyes to his elbow, where he sensed some pulling force.

That was a soft, tiny fingers' tight grip, blocking him from reaching for Zixin's forehead.

"This rat!"

An annoyance-tinted mutter he had done before he found that was Ehuang smiling at him.

"How do you appear in bed every morning?"

Yuxuan raised an eyebrow questionably at her. A little bit of confusion crawled through his voice.

"Do not wake up, Papa. Let's bathe together." Ehuang whispered.

"Huh?"