After a long and difficult night, Jian Yufei finally saw it clearly in the morning. He had tied her up with the sheets from her bed.
The sheets had been torn down by him, wrapped tightly around her hands and feet two times, without even making a knot.
Jian Yufei couldn't help but laugh at his silly cuteness.
She continued to pretend to sleep with her eyes closed, but actually left a small slit open, observing the situation above.
After a while, estimating that she hadn't moved, a white object slowly reached out from above.
Jian Yufei's heart skipped a beat. What was that?
The white object had two holes and two jet-black eyes looking at her.
It was a mask—
The white object was a mask.
Jian Yufei confirmed that there was a person above, but why was he wearing a mask?
Jian Yufei dared not move, her breathing almost stopped.
Would he come down?
Unfortunately, the mask quickly retracted, and then there was silence again.
Jian Yufei just lay there until mealtime.
