The room was quiet.
Only the light from the television screen kept changing.
But through the uneven and subtle breathing, it was clear that neither of them felt like sleeping.
"You're not taking off your clothes, fine, but do you really never cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep?"
The blanket beside him moved.
Jiang Chen didn't turn his head, lying on his back on the bed and looking up at the ceiling, he seriously said, "It's too hot for two people to share one blanket."
"A calm heart naturally cools."
Li Shuru's reply was meaningful.
Perhaps it was because of the drink she had earlier, the renowned beauty of the arts academy seemed particularly unrestrained tonight, behaving in a way that was unmistakably seductive.
Her words arose right by his ear, accompanied by a warm fragrant breeze, tingling his ears and shooting straight to his heart through his nerves.
