Chapter 806: Old Shoulders, Very Slippery ~ Reba's Special Technique ~

Deep in the night, inside the small wooden cabin.

Under Qin Feng's careful guidance, came the sound of Reba humming along freely:

"After the rain, on a summer evening~"

"I would always look forward to it—"

"The singing cicada? Hey! Waking up all the stars~"

"The moonlight feels so cool—"

In the little orange cat's room.

The little one lay on its 'aircraft carrier-style' cat tree, ears perked up.

Listening to the commotion coming from the bedroom.

If it were any other night, it would hear the creaking, clattering, and banging. Tonight, finally, it was quiet.

Why are these two silly owners singing in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

Are humans' sleep schedules this strange?

The little orange cat curled its tail into a circle and covered its ears with it.

A short while later.

It gradually fell asleep amidst Reba's singing.

"Just like that, recalling it,"

"The first confession,"

"Awkward me, look!"

"You, who pretended to be so philosophical,"

"Are actually very cute!"

The lyrics were completed together by Reba and Qin Feng. When singing this line,

Reba recalled her proactive confession at the concert back then. Her small face couldn't help but turn red.

But then again~

Life should be just like this.

Confessing and proposing aren't exclusive rights of men.

They are also women's rights. Reba learned the whole song very quickly and sang quite well. Although there weren't many techniques involved,

the lazy, clingy tone sounded very pleasant.

To be honest, when people are learning, sleepiness sets in.

After finishing the song,

Reba fell asleep in Qin Feng's arms.

If Qin Feng were singing to lull her to sleep,

he would probably just get her more excited.

Hoo-hoo-hoo~

Looking at the woman in his arms with her eyes slightly closed.

Her eyelashes would occasionally tremble slightly.

One of her hands was pinching the hem of Qin Feng's clothes.

Just like Reba's favorite gesture.

So much so that the hems of Qin Feng's clothes, even his pajamas, were pulled into a little bunch~ He gently patted her back.

Just like soothing a baby who had just fallen asleep.

After giving Reba a gentle kiss on her forehead, Qin Feng also planned to sleep.

Reba mumbled sleepily: "Goodnight, Makka Pakka."

Qin Feng:...

He didn't know if this woman hadn't fallen asleep yet.

Or if she was just talking in her sleep?

In short,

her subconscious was telling Qin Feng: Do not answer! Do not answer! Do not answer!

If he started a conversation with her,

they might end up chatting until the second half of the night.

Chirp-chirp-chirp~

Croak-croak-croak?

Moonlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a silver glow over the cabin's bedroom. Accompanied by the chirping of cicadas and the croaking of frogs,

the leaves outside the window swayed with the wind.

This was an ordinary day, yet also an extraordinary one.

Qin Feng sighed in his heart: I'm going to become a father...

The next morning.

When Reba woke up, she didn't open her eyes first; instead, she wrinkled her nose. Sniff-sniff-sniff~

Sniff-sniff-sniff~

Trying to catch the scent of today's breakfast in the air.

She had a special ability to identify scents.

Today's breakfast was probably seafood porridge!

In Qin Feng's words, Reba's nose was sharper than the dog at Old Huang's house on Beidao.

When she opened her eyes,

Qin Feng was holding a small orange cat, sitting by the computer.

He wasn't playing games; he was editing something.

Reba sported a tumbleweed limited-edition morning hairstyle.

The simple pink silk nightgown hung lazily off her shoulders.

Maybe because her shoulders were so slippery~

She greeted the man and the cat:

"Good morning~ Qin Feng, Little Orange!"

After hearing Reba's voice, the small orange cat

jumped straight up from Qin Feng's arms, then leaped out the window.

Perhaps it went to play with some wild cats.

Reba complained, "You little ungrateful wolf, you run away as soon as you see me, right?"

Qin Feng sat at the computer desk and stretched.

His raised hands happened to press against Reba's chin, who stood behind him.

Reba asked, "What are you doing?"