So nervous, her heart was racing.
The closer she got to him, the more she felt like her heart was about to leap out of her throat.
Useless, Lu Wanwan scolded herself silently a few times.
She was wearing a white gauzy nightgown, without showing too obvious an intention, she chose a proper, ankle-length dress.
"Then it's nothing." Gu Annan didn't look at her, still appearing focused on his work, "If it's nothing, go to sleep."
"Aren't you coming to bed?" Lu Wanwan stood by the desk, her fingers nervously intertwined behind her back, "It's so late, how much work is left?"
Faced with this obvious temptation, Gu Annan's expression became even more tense.
"A lot." His thin lips moved, his fingers on the keyboard increasing in speed, the rhythm becoming noticeably chaotic, "You don't have to wait for me."
"Just as well, I can't sleep either, I'll wait for you here."
His hand stopped, "You said the same thing yesterday, but who ended up falling asleep quickly?"
