"Jump straight down, quickly! Don’t pretend to be a lady!" Jiang Muye urged her agitatedly.
Ning Xi’s mouth twitched with speechlessness. Placing her hands on the sill, she jumped down from the window.
Jiang Muye immediately dragged her over, spun her around a few times to see if she had any suspicious marks on her, then stared at her with bright eyes. "Did anything happen last night?"
Ning Xi almost passed out from him spinning her round, and she said crossly, "Jiang Muye, what's wrong with you? It’s still early in the morning, shouldn’t you still be asleep? I was sleeping so well, what could have happened to me?"
The veins on Jiang Muye's forehead popped violently. "Ning Xi! Are you a pig? Don't tell me you don’t know how you got back here last night!"
"I really don't know!" Ning Xi had an innocent look on her face.
