Wen Yanqing had become addicted to kissing her, and seeing that she did not resist, he slowly slid his hand up her skirt, only to have his hand firmly grasped.
Lin Gantang took advantage of his unpreparedness and kicked him away with one foot.
"You're sleeping by yourself tonight!" Lin Gantang grabbed the quilt, threw it over him, and hopped off the bed to leave.
The only one left in the room, Wen Yanqing, covered his face and helplessly laughed.
Lin Gantang ran to the guest room, clicked the door shut, and locked it.
Until late into the night.
Wen Yanqing used the spare key to open the door and, with the faint light from the window, saw the person fast asleep on the bed, and quietly sat down beside her to sleep next to her.
The next day when Lin Gantang woke up, she stared blankly at the home decor in front of her, and only then remembered that this wasn't the master bedroom.
After getting up and washing up, she opened the tightly closed room door and walked out.
