Sleeping on the table was uncomfortable, so Jordan carried him to the bed.
The sleeping John was far less flamboyant than she was during the day. Her eyelashes drooped like a small fan, and her breathing was light. When she was picked up, she was half asleep and half awake, and she still had some reaction. She struggled with her arms. But she was too sleepy, and vaguely realized that it was Jordan, so she didn't use much force.
The breath hit his arm, hot and soft.
It's so nice that it makes people feel itchy.
Jordan leaned close to his ear, his lips almost touching that delicate skin, and asked with a low smile: "Will you sleep here with me tonight, Yu Yu?"
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