Just as I was about to turn off the light, that foot automatically found its way onto him again, firmly pressing against his stomach.
With a little kick from her calf, the blanket he had just covered her with was kicked off again!
Damn it!
Can I get any sleep or not?!
At this rate, I'll be spending the whole night moving her little feet and covering her with the blanket.
Tingye took a deep breath, moved her little foot away again, forced himself to ignore the squishy little body in front of him, covered her with the blanket again, and turned around, waiting vigilantly.
He waited for a while, and when there was no movement from beside him, he let out a long sigh of relief.
Just as he turned off the light, the next second, a little foot pressed onto his waist!
"Youyou Adolf, don't let me find out you're pretending to sleep, or I'll definitely stomp on your foot!"
Why didn't anyone warn him about her horrible sleeping habits?
