"Then why don't we take the initiative to bring it up?"
Yue tingfeng nodded."Yes, you can't take the initiative ..."
"Alright," he said. Yan qingsi yawned.
Yue tingfeng kissed her forehead."You must be tired. Go to sleep."
Yan qingsi pulled herself together."It's alright. Are you done?"
"We're almost there,"
Yan qingsi rubbed her chin against Yue tingfeng's chest.""Why are you so keen on cutting my nails?"
"Too long," Yue tingfeng said seriously,"you might hurt yourself."
"How is that possible? I have long nails. If I wanted to hurt someone, I would scratch others. How could I hurt myself?"
Yue tingfeng curled his lips."That's right. The scratches on my back haven't gone away yet."
Yan qingsi's face reddened. She raised her head and met Yue tingfeng's dark eyes. "It's okay if you scratch me, but it's too long. I'm afraid you'll break it and you'll be in pain. "
