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The night was silent.
Yet, in Yao Mingyue's heart, it seemed like countless curses were floating by.
She stared blankly at Xu Musen, who had slipped into the covers.
She couldn't quite believe it, that she, a freshly washed and beautiful woman, was in the same room with him.
And she had even suggested they could share a bed, yet he actually told her to sleep on the sofa?!
Yao Mingyue clenched her teeth tightly, even starting to doubt her own charm.
Lowering her head, she was extremely pleased with the snowy white curves beneath her thin bathrobe.
The slender, snow-white legs under the bathrobe shone with a crystal-clear luster under the light.
Am I not good-looking?
Are my curves not enticing?
Is it so difficult to sleep with me!
The more Yao Mingyue thought about it, the angrier she got. She walked over to the bed and looked at Xu Musen, who had closed his eyes to sleep.
