Chapter 65 (1/2)

Throwing the pen on the table, Shen Mo dust walked to the sofa and looked at the peach. After the blush on her face had faded, her cheek returned to pale color. It seemed that she felt a little cold, and her whole body curled up tightly.

Shen Mo Chen sighed helplessly, reached out to pick her up, walked through the door of the living room, and carried her back to her room.

The peach gently placed on her bed, the dust was about to leave, but peach seemed to feel that the warmth that had just hugged her was about to disappear. She turned her mouth and sobbed in a low voice.

Again! Come on! Yes!

Shen Mo Chen looked at her with tears and laughter. It has been more than ten years. How could she still be like a little baby and have someone to accompany her when she was going to sleep. His math homework has not been done yet.

Peach's hand tightly tugged at the corner of the dark dust, and refused to let go of anything.

Shen Mo Chen looked at her helplessly and held her hand in her hand. Her little hand was cold and there was no temperature at all. She frowned, and the other thin bed he dragged across the foot of the bed was covered for her.

However, half an hour later, her hands are still cold.

Shen Mo Chen raised his wrist and looked at the time. It was more than ten o'clock. At this time, he should have a rest. After hesitating for a moment, he finally climbed into bed with his clothes on his side.

Although peach is in sleep, but the feeling is very sensitive. Shen Mo Chen has just laid down, she has spontaneously entangled her whole person in the past.

Poor Shen Mo Chen was killed by peach octopus for another night.