Hao Ren held the study material in his hands, stupefied.
"Was... was that a forced kiss?... He slowly stuck out his tongue and touched it with his finger.
Then, he looked at the blanket Zhao Yanzi hid under; she didn't even move a bit.
She had already taken the blanket, and Hao Ren was left outside in his robe.
"You are... asleep?" Hao Ren asked.
The blanket stayed still.
Hao Ren bit his tongue lightly, and that sensation seemed to have lingered from that moment.
"The middle-schoolers now days are quite something..." Hao Ren thought as he coughed twice on purpose. "If you are sleeping, I better get going."
There was still no movement under the blanket, so Hao Ren had no idea what Zhao Yanzi's facial expression was.
Happy? Shy? Or Sleepy?
Hao Ren slid to the side of the bed and put on his shoes.
"I'm leaving," Hao Ren repeated.
