章節 1817: I am not a three-minute hot topic, and I will not regret it.

"Alright, alright," Qing 'er patted his shoulder to comfort him, took the initiative to raise her head, and even tiptoed a little to kiss him.

However, the moment she kissed him, ah Luo unceremoniously stuck out his tongue and pried open her teeth, turning this goodnight kiss that should have been a light one into a Deep French Kiss. Qing 'er's breathing soon became chaotic, and her legs were a little weak. She had to put her arms around his neck to maintain her balance. Ah Luo took the opportunity to kick the door open, then carried her and walked straight in.

Qing 'er only managed to regain some of her rationality when he put her down on the bed.

She panted as she reached out and placed her hand on his chest, which had opened up again. "Yingluo can't do it. You should go back and sleep."