"Simple, I'll just give Mom a call tomorrow. She will definitely agree."
"Mm."
The two huddled under the covers, chatting nonstop, their topics growing more and more numerous.
Scarlett also found it strange. She was usually a woman of few words, but when she was with Andrew, she felt like they had endless things to talk about.
It was just that as they chatted, things seemed to be getting a little weird.
"Scar, why are you getting into the covers at night, and wearing this one-piece pajama suit?"
During the day, Andrew didn't think this polar bear one-piece pajama suit was bad at all.
But now, under the covers at night, he started to feel it was cumbersome.
It was really too thick. Holding Scarlett, he only felt fluffiness and couldn't muster any interest.
Scarlett naturally knew what this pervert meant, and deliberately said, "Hmph, I'm wearing it precisely to prevent you from messing around."
"Scar, I won't mess around. At most, I'll just give you a hug."
