Lu Jun couldn't help but smile at Qiao Yi: "I'll go wake McDull now."
Qiao Yi hurriedly stopped him: "No, no, no, let him sleep a bit longer. Plus I'm skinny, this couch is so wide, if I lie here for two or three hours, it'll already be dawn."
But Lu Jun couldn't possibly let his niece sleep in the living room while he took the master bedroom, it was simply not right.
Fortunately, he couldn't sleep either; his niece had gained some relationship experience, so he simply took some cake and drinks from the fridge, placed them on the coffee table, turned on the TV, and chatted with his niece.
"Little Uncle, did you want to talk to me about Miss Meng?"
Qiao Yi drank some juice, her eyes shimmering with lively light.
