She pulled the comforter over her head to block the man's gaze.
Bai Jue looked at the bulge under the comforter and frowned slightly, reaching out to tug at the comforter.
"Zhan Mingyan, are you planning to suffocate yourself in there?"
Zhan Mingyan, not to be outdone, clutched the comforter tightly, the two of them pulling back and forth on their respective corners of the comforter.
Damn it, I can't stand it anymore.
Zhan Mingyan threw off the comforter and sat up, a mushroom cloud of hair hovering over her head.
"Bai Jue, will you ever quit? What exactly do you want?" she gritted out.
He had clearly rejected her confession, he clearly didn't like her, so what exactly did he mean by doing all this now?
Bai Jue was taken aback by the anger in her eyes.
Indeed, what did he want to do now? Was he really just there to ensure her foot healed?
Zhan Mingyan, seeing him silent, became even more unable to suppress her anger, "You can go now, I don't want to see you."
