Ya Chen picked up the computer, raised his thin lips lightly, and asked back:
"So late at night, what are you doing?"
She swallowed, feeling once again caught red-handed, stammering: "M-managing Weibo."
"Just managing Weibo, what's there to hide? Why did you hide under the quilt as soon as I came in?"
"I... I didn't, just did it casually."
"Are you having an online romance behind my back?" His eyebrows raised.
Chu Xinyue's heart almost jumped out: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Fortunately, he seemed too lazy to investigate such a trivial matter further, tossing the tablet aside.
She changed the subject: "By the way, you haven't said it yet, what are you doing here so late? Looking for me? Maybe tell me tomorrow, I'm sleepy."
She's really changed.
In the past, when she saw him coming to find her, she would be overjoyed, but now she just questions why he came.
And every time, she uses the excuse of wanting to sleep, lacking any novelty.
