Pei Chenyang maintained the posture of deep sleep for quite some time.
The liquid Lin Miaoyu sprayed earlier carried a faint scent, for which he held his breath for a long time, until he felt it had nearly dissipated before daring to breathe a little.
However, the scent still lingered in the air, while Lin Miaoyu was meters away from him.
Having no choice, Pei Chenyang continued to hold his breath until Lin Miaoyu returned from making a phone call.
She glanced at Pei Chenyang thoughtfully, followed by several cold snickers.
Her high heels clacked against the floor as she walked.
The sound grew distant from Pei Chenyang, but she did not leave the room.
Lin Miaoyu opened the wardrobe, which contained Pei Chenyang's toiletries.
She had noticed them yesterday, and also noticed a stack of underwear.
Lin Miaoyu leisurely took out a pair that did not look brand new, ensuring it was one Pei Chenyang had worn.
Then she closed the wardrobe door calmly.
