"..."
Ming Ge felt like she had been shot in the heart.
After drinking a little alcohol, her brain heated from the liquor, she made a shocking and outrageous move in the next second—
Her gaze slanted and flickered, the upturned corners of her eyes holding a provoking challenge as she asked, "Don't tell me you can't even feel it?"
Gong Yeyan, "..."
The air suddenly fell silent.
About ten seconds later, Gong Yeyan indifferently withdrew his hand with an impassive face and uttered two words without the slightest ripple on his thin lips, "No."
Ming Ge, "..."
"I don't care either way, I want to sleep in the bed, not the sofa. No one can separate me from my bed!"
The moment the girl completed her statement in a petulant manner, she bounced from the chaise lounge sofa onto the bed. The court-style, intricately carved iron bed creaked under the impact, and then she spread out in a 'big X,' firmly occupying the entire bed.
