With a cold yet stunning expression, Di Mingjue snatched the blanket from her hands, covering himself and closing his eyes. This damned girl dared to kick him off the bed, and it was a great favor that he didn't kill her on the spot.
Gu Qibao looked at him, even in slumber, still looking so noble and glamourous, blinked in confusion, thinking that this was all absurd!
He came to her house this early just to sleep? Was he trying to steal a kiss from her?
With this thought, Gu Qibao couldn't stay calm any longer. She kicked him with her foot and threatened in a low voice, "Get out, or I'm calling the police."
Some people just have this kind of disposition. They know they shouldn't provoke, but they can't control their temper, always wanting to stir up trouble, just like Gu Qibao, the hot-headed shrimp.
Di Mingjue opened his eyes, his gaze was cold and intimidating as he stared at her, making her heart shrink in terror.
