Outside the window, it was a clear moon, quietly watching all indoors.
After a long time, the two separated, but also they were like thirsty fish hugging together. Irish's eyes at a time took a glance at the time, deliberately called, and Joseph looked down at her.
She pointed to the time, "It's so late."
"Well."
She turned her eyes and played with his fingers. "Are you going to send me home?"
Joseph lifted her chin. "You have to stay with me tonight and tomorrow night. Don't go home."
"That's no good. I didn't bring anything."
"I have everything here." He said.
Irish closed her lips, "Where are the changing clothes? Pajamas and clothes are worn the next day."
"At home, you don't need to wear clothes at night or during the day," Joseph said with a bad smile.
"Boring." She read his meaning and said with a flushed face.
He laughed louder.
