Ye Chen sat up in bed and saw Su Xiaozhu, holding a stack of blankets, sneakily slipping into the room. A look of surprise flashed across his face as he reached to turn on the bedside lamp.
Startled by the sudden light, Su Xiaozhu looked at Ye Chen sitting on the bed and said with an embarrassed smile, "Brother-in-law, you haven't gone to sleep yet?"
"Xiaozhu, it's late at night. Why aren't you sleeping? Instead, you're bringing a blanket to my bedroom," Ye Chen said with a furrowed brow, sounding annoyed.
"Brother-in-law, I just missed you," Su Xiaozhu said with a pleasing tone as her eyes darted around. "That's why I was thinking of having a chat with you tonight."
Ye Chen almost spit out a mouthful of blood and his face filled with a bizarre expression.
This little girl, Su Xiaozhu, had some nerve. What was she talking about? What was there to chat about late at night?
If Su Xiyue found out, she would certainly flay a layer of his skin off.
