If Fu Sinian cooperated and wasn't so domineering, she believed that she could survive this time.
Shi Qian waited until she was sleepy.
As her eyelids kept fighting to stay open, the door suddenly opened.
Fu Sinian walked in from outside. He deliberately relaxed his footsteps. It was late. Shi Qian must be asleep.
He came to the bed and sat in front of Shi Qian.
Shi Qian closed her eyes and waited for Fu Sinian to act.
Fu Sinian just sat there, making her feel extremely tortured.
Anyway, there was no harm in making the first move. She made up her mind and went all out.
Under the blanket, a hand slowly reached out and gripped Fu Sinian's wrist.
He looked startled.
Was Shi Qian still awake?
Shi Qian opened her eyes slowly and sat up in bed.
The blanket immediately slid from her shoulders, revealing her milk-white shoulders.
Thick black hair fell messily on her shoulders.
