An Ruo obediently lay beside him when suddenly the blanket was yanked up and firmly covered her.
She froze.
Tang Yuchen embraced her, along with the blanket, making sure there wasn't a single gap, "I'll let you off today, but I'll settle the score with you tomorrow!"
Hearing him say that, An Ruo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
However, she was still surprised that Tang Yuchen would let her off.
Trying to look up, she met his pitch-black eyes, which were so intense and inscrutable, she couldn't make anything out.
But An Ruo knew that, at this moment, he didn't seem intent on getting angry with her, so she took the opportunity to carefully voice the doubt in her heart.
"Young Master Chen, do you want me to move back in with you? Can I choose not to move back? I'm worried about leaving Xiao Ji alone."
Tang Yuchen continued to look at her with those deep eyes, his black pupils like vast whirlpools, so intense and piercing that one dared not look directly at them.
