With that, Pei Jiao snorted angrily. Wei Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly in his sleep, but Pei Jiao did not notice. Tired of standing, she pulled a stool out from under the bed and sat down. She crossed her legs, her expression indifferent. "Thinking about it carefully, we only met a few times when we were young. You were so beautiful as a little boy, as exquisite as a doll. I couldn't help but kiss you a few times. You don't really think I liked you when I was young and when I grew up, I still liked you, do you?
"You must think so. You're really narcissistic." Pei Jiao clicked her tongue and shook her head. "When I grow up, I'll forget about you. How can I like you?"
Wei Yu's eyelashes fluttered again. This time, Pei Jiao saw it. She suddenly stood up and leaned closer. After taking a closer look and seeing that he showed no signs of waking up, she sat down again and muttered to herself, "I wonder if you can hear what I'm saying…"
