For her, the only thing she couldn't accept was the mental age gap between them.
Zheng Tong stiffened. She wanted him to return too, she looked forward to his return, she had said, as long as he could come back, she would do anything.
So, at this moment, she really didn't want to reject him.
She nodded: "Okay!"
Duan Feixun simply took her back to the big bed, and they both tumbled in together. Zheng Tong felt a bit embarrassed; she truly couldn't let go in her heart.
Duan Feixun just held her in his arms, then closed his eyes: "Sleep!"
Zheng Tong, of course, couldn't have asked for more. She closed her eyes, but after a while, she still couldn't fall asleep. She gently twisted her body and discovered that his body was also very stiff.
"Feixun..." Zheng Tong called him softly.
Duan Feixun gazed at her, the face of a mature man, yet with a heart throbbing with youthful emotion, "Tongtong, if you don't sleep now, I really won't be able to control myself..."
