But it turns out that the temperature a person can radiate is far less intense than imagined. She and she balanced each other's body temperature in just a three- to four-second kiss.

Ikoma rubbed his eyes and stood up, "What happened...Why is it so noisy..."

Akimoto's back was turned to Wu Geng, and he seemed to be sleeping soundly. Ikuta was also lying in a large position on the bed, with a corner of the quilt covering half of his belly.

At five o'clock, he stood up, raised his foot and kicked Xiao Feiniao's butt.

The little flying bird frowned, made an incomprehensible moan, turned sideways and continued to sleep.

Wu Geng was amused and raised his hand to pinch her cheek, pinching and twisting it, but Xiao Feiniao still closed her eyes tightly.

"Stop pretending. Have you ever seen anyone not breathing while sleeping? If you accidentally see someone, just say so. There is no need to be so frightened that you dare not even breathe."

Little Bird opened her eyes carefully, "I didn't mean to do it," she said aggrievedly, "I just wanted to go to the bathroom."

Wu Geng patted her little head as if to comfort her, and after a while, said softly.

"Don't tell anyone."

The little bird nodded in understanding.
Chapter completed!