"It's okay," Mo Xinyi shook her head slightly and said, "Just tossing and turning at night, restless and sleepless.
I wanted to chat with Young Master Xu."
"Sure," Xu Zimei nodded.
He glanced at Mo Xinyi and asked, "It's quite cold at night, aren't you cold in a skirt?"
"A bit," Mo Xinyi pursed her lips and nodded, hugging her thin figure tighter in her clothes.
"Is that so," Xu Zimei smiled and replied, "Luckily I dressed warmly, not afraid of the cold."
Mo Xinyi turned her head and gave Xu Zimei a serious look.
Usually, at this time, shouldn't a guy offer his clothes to the girl to wear?
You must be a heartless man!
"I said, I'm a bit cold," Mo Xinyi repeated.
"If you're cold, why don't you stay in your room instead of coming out? Serves you right," Xu Zimei replied.
"You, you this person," Mo Xinyi pointed at Xu Zimei, struggling to speak for a long while.
