Jing Qian was very surprised.

All he has left is English and French.

English and major, French and German and minor.

Jing Qian speaks very authentic English, which is not difficult for him at all, because when he grew up in France, he speaks French as fluently as his mother tongue.

It's a little hard to learn German. Fortunately, Xi Muyan is proficient in German, so the effect of learning is still good.

At 9:30, Jing Qian went back to his room to sleep.

Xi Muyan was not in the mood to stay up late to watch movies. He turned off the lights and went to bed early.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, I felt the mat around me suddenly sink.

She vaguely opened her eyes and looked. Sure enough, she saw the familiar outline, and then closed her eyes again.

Let the woman sleep on her.

This is her favorite sleeping position. She said before that it has a special sense of security.

Such Xi Muyan is the most clever moment. He puts away his minions, will not be aggressive or cold words, and puts down all his precautions.

"Baby?"

The man kissed the little woman's forehead and gently stroked her back.

Xi Muyan answered vaguely, and then there was no movement.

In the dark room, the man seemed to smile, and then there was a long sigh. The man's vague voice came, "I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry."

Xu was uncomfortable with the man's beard. The little woman moved and rubbed her little face here and there. Finally, she found a suitable position and became honest.

The man looked at the woman like a kitten and smiled again.

Vaguely, it seemed that someone was talking in his ear. He spoke all night. His voice was soft and comfortable, like a spring breeze.