Luo Qiangwei was immediately embarrassed and hurriedly covered her mouth, sitting up straight. The man's deep, magnetic voice sounded in her ear, "Awake?"
"Yeah." She pretended to be calm as she took a piece of paper, acting nonchalantly as she wiped the corner of her mouth…
The next second, the man beside her spoke again, "You drooled."
Luo Qiangwei, "..."
Her originally fair cheeks instantly turned red, and somewhat indignantly, she turned her head to glare at him, "Can't you just not…"
Mo Shiche's slender hand reached directly over, wiping the drool from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips, his low and husky voice unusually filled with laughter, "I thought you just snored, didn't expect you to drool, too. And you have the nerve to call me a pig?"
"…I did not snore!"
"Hmm, just a pig snoring."
"..."
How did she not realize in her last life that his mouth was so sharp?
Luo Qiangwei slapped away his hand that was touching her face, "I can wipe it myself."
