It was quiet all around, except for the roar of the bonfire outside the tent. The handsome face sleeping beside him was dimly and brightly reflected. He looked at the silver bells on his hands and feet, gritted his teeth and decided to proceed as planned. He slowly got up and moved to the bedside, moving gently so that the silver bells would not move as much as possible. He made a noise, annoyed that the bed was too big, and his forehead was already covered with sweat. He just climbed to the bed and breathed a sigh of relief, but his ankles were surrounded by warmth. He screamed in his heart that it was not good. He turned his head and saw Xiao Nian's eyes full of darkness, and his beautiful lips raised: "Xi'er, this Going to the hut again?"