The gentle sheep had been provoked into a fierce wolf. Lin Gantang hugged her pillow and quietly slipped into the guest room.
Wen Yanqing instantly understood what it meant to be both angry and amused. Go ahead. Even if you sleep in the guest room, I will never agree to buy you clothes with a deep V that reaches your belly button.
Lin Gantang lay down in the guest room. One moment, she felt that the bed was not as comfortable as the one in Wen Yanqing's room. The next, she felt that it was not warm enough to sleep, and she felt uncomfortable everywhere. She couldn't fall asleep, so she sneaked back not long after.
Ximi followed her around.
Lin Gantang soundlessly opened the door and saw that the bedside lamp was still on. Wen Yanqing was sleeping with his eyes closed. She tiptoed back to the bed and sat on it carefully, not daring to pull the blanket for fear of being noticed by him.
Nothing happened.
