The Logging In With Power Chapter 87

The black-haired boy curled up into a ball, sleeping obediently on a large bed covered with light-colored sheets. He seemed to have just taken a shower, with a light layer of moisture still on his body. His black robe covered his body lightly, revealing a pair of white and tender little feet.

Shaking his head and smiling, he covered Collin with the quilt. Dylan sat on the head of the bed in only his inner clothes. He looked satisfied, and his eyes were filled with indescribable tenderness as he looked at Collin.

As if sensing some familiar breath, the boy once again dropped the quilt, unconsciously moved a few times on the bed, and finally squeezed himself into the man's arms like a small animal.

Deep and shallow red marks dotted the boy's body like berries. His red lips were slightly pouted, and he was obviously sleeping soundly. A slight hissing sound was heard in the air. Collin moved his eyelashes alertly, but Dylan covered his ears as if to comfort him the next second.

J.ing_ accurately blocked the other's ears with two small balls of red mist. Dylan straightened his clothes and looked lazily at Ling San floating in the air: "You will get stye if you peek at adults doing things."