"I didn't pinch you..."
She tried to argue with aggrieved innocence, but when she turned her head, she saw something on her head that seemed to be swelling.
After a sharp scream, she shut her eyes tightly.
For a moment, it felt as if the world fell silent.
Her face turned as red as a tomato, and she dared not breathe, nearly suffocating herself.
Gu Annan's face was taut, and he gave her a glare before flinging her hands away.
"Go pick up your camera."
His restrained tone was anything but pleasant.
Lu Wanwan clambered off him in utter disarray, while the person who had just been sitting on the bed hurried toward the bathroom.
She picked up and inspected her camera. It still worked, though it bore a distinct crack.
What habit did Gu Annan have, rummaging through her things while she slept?
That was one thing, but when she snatched it back, why couldn't he cooperate a little? Not let her get it so easily—then it wouldn't have fallen!
