A Miao shrunk into the quilt. "My face is not good-looking..."

"Hehe!" Shen Xinglan bowed his head and kissed her. "I can do that if I say I don't care about your face, right?"

"You..." A Miao couldn't help scratching the man.

Shen Xinglan touched her head while saying, "Do not worry. I know that you are tired. So, when we go back, we will do that later!"

"I am going to sleep." A Miao directly closed her eyes.

"Um!" Shen ...