Her sarcasm made the man's face turn extremely cold.
Mo Chen's handsome face was taut with tension as he glared at her, shouting angrily, "Qiao Ruoxin!"
He had set aside his dignity and pride, laid bare his own scars, and yet this Little Ghost didn't believe a single word?
Qiao Ruoxin got out of bed, put on her slippers, stood up, and said with an angry face, "Who was the dog that pressed down on me all night the night before last? To brush me off, you really can come up with any sort of nonsense!"
Having finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the bathroom.
Mo Chen's pupils suddenly contracted, and he sat on the bed for a long time, falling into silence.
So, the night before last wasn't a spring dream? It was real?
Had the Little Ghost really been there?
At that moment, Qiao Ruoxin came out of the bathroom after freshening up and walked to the wardrobe. She quickly changed into a sleeveless dress.
