"Five-two what?" Ling Sheng's little temper was about to explode from his torture. "Five-two what?! Do you know how to count?"
Jun Shiyan's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was full of amusement. When he suddenly approached her, he whispered into her ear, "I love
Ling Sheng's eyes widened abruptly, and her heart raced. When she turned around, the man had already retreated. He looked at her with a smile and asked, "Did you hear me clearly?"
Ahhhh!
Ling Sheng's face was slightly hot, and her heart was jumping with joy. Her breathing was a little rapid as she lifted the blanket and covered her head. Then she shook her head. "I didn't hear it! I don't know anything! I didn't hear anything!"
Jun Shiyan let out a low laugh. Looking at the little girl who was trying to deceive herself, he asked, "Miss Ling, the ground is cold. Can I sleep on the bed?"
