The night was dim.
Mo Chuxi draped in a robe, half lying on the bed.
His collar open, revealing fair skin, with an alluring pose.
He raised his deep eyes, looking at the little woman sitting at the desk, eyes glued to the computer screen.
"Mrs. Mo, it's time to sleep."
"You go ahead and sleep, I have to finish the drawing tonight, I need to discuss the competition with my master tomorrow."
"How am I supposed to sleep without you by my side?"
"Weren't you sleeping just fine all those years I wasn't by your side?"
"..."
Yan Xinxin replied smoothly without even lifting her head.
Mo Chuxi felt a block in his chest, really wishing at this moment that Mu Qianyuan's primary personality could defeat this second personality, Yan Xinxin.
Because when she was Mu Qianyuan, she was truly obedient and well-behaved.
Whatever he wanted, he got without even needing to beckon her; she was like a clingy little kitten sticking close to him.
