“Big brother, do you still have a stick when you sleep?”
“Well?” Mason was puzzled, and there was a slap in the face. Finn had already screamed and laughed.
Mason’s face rose more red and coughed. He said to Grayson, “It’s still early, you’ll sleep again.”
“Is there a stick? I just poked my arm.” Cody raised his upper body with his arms and carefully looked at Mason. He wanted to open the quilt and look at it.
Hey, Finn didn’t hold back his laughter. At this time, Ashton also opened his eyes in confusion. “Is the stick sticking?”
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