Xia Weiyi swallowed, her eyes flickering slightly before she retracted her gaze, casually rubbing the palms of her hands and then saying, "Oh, bedtime..."
"..." Ye Che was rendered completely speechless!
Oh? What did that mean?
He had poured his heart out in confession, expecting the little lady to throw herself into his arms, weep bitterly, act spoiled and cute, or simply hook his neck and offer a kiss.
But now, none of the things he had imagined happened; instead, all he got in return was her saying 'Oh... bed?'
Ye Che's heart felt miserable, as if teased by a little flame, wishing he could pry open Xia Weiyi's mouth and extract some sort of response from her.
However, Weiyi didn't give him any opportunity, as she flipped open the covers and crawled into bed, turning her body and covering her head.
Ye Che looked at the little lady's exposed hair, his expression sullen beyond words.
