It should be read: "..."

What's the use of thinking?

Can you stop?

[It's useless to mind!]

Sure enough, the next second I heard Chu Zheng’s thoughts.

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In the dim room, Yingzhao sat up slowly, and the hair wrapped around his fingertips slowly slid away.

He reached out and turned on the small lamp at the head of the bed. He was in the dark for too long. Ying Zhao narrowed his eyes and took a while to get used to it.

He picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on it, then turned his head to look at the person who was still lying down: "Are you satisfied?"

"Um."

"That's good." Yingzhao stood up and said, "Do you want to wash?"

Chu Zheng's eyes swept across his body: "Are you sure you want to wash with me?"

It should be read: "..."

Yingzhao entered the bathroom and soon came out wrapped in a bathrobe and asked Chu Zheng to take a shower.

When Chu Zheng went to take a shower, he took a photo and looked at the little boy.

"I'll take him back first." Yingzhao knocked on the door and said to Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng opened the door with a squeak: "Sleep here."

You should subconsciously turn your eyes away, "But..."

"I've already slept, why are you so uncomfortable?" Chu Zheng came out of it.

It should be read: "..."

It’s because of this that makes it awkward!

Yingzhao naturally didn't leave in the end, so Chu Zheng detained the little boy.
Chapter completed!