บท 139: Chapter 138: Just one kiss, one after another...

Mo Qianni moved like a silent cat, approaching the sofa where Yang Chen was already sleeping on his side.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few scattered rays of light seeping through the gap in Mo Qianni's bedroom door. It was enough for her to see Yang Chen's face.

At this moment, Yang Chen seemed to be in deep slumber, breathing steadily. The blanket was casually draped over his lower abdomen, and he didn't move an inch.

Mo Qianni extended her fair hand and playfully waved it in front of Yang Chen's closed eyes. Seeing no response from him, she pursed her lips and softly scolded him, calling him a "sleeping pig."

Then, Mo Qianni crouched down, hugging her knees with her hands, positioning herself at the same level as Yang Chen's head, which rested on the sofa's armrest.