The night deepened.
Fan Ju forgot he hadn't eaten dinner, glanced at the person "sound asleep" on the bed for a few seconds, and went straight into the bathroom for a shower.
The sound of water pattering began, and after more than ten minutes, a body moist with dampness lay on the bed, and the man's muscular chest pressed close.
Nie Rujun had not fallen asleep at all.
The moment he lay down next to her, her body immediately tensed, not wanting him to discover that she was awake, so she stiffened and stayed still.
However, Fan Ju took an inch and looked for a mile, "Xiaojun…"
Nie Rujun couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, her body was rigid as stone, and she dared not move.
Under the dim night light, her thick eyelashes fluttered open, and she tried to speak to him in a cold tone:
"I'm tired and want to sleep. Let go of me. Whatever you want to do, go to the next room."
"Mmm… go ahead and sleep..."
"…!"
Damn it, he can go to hell!
