She turned over.
On the bed, Nangong Yaoling didn't have a pillow and was also sleeping uncomfortably.
Constantly turning over.
With deep eyes, he occasionally glanced at the floor.
Xia Xiaonuan lay for a while, but she couldn't stand it anymore.
She suddenly sat up from the floor.
Holding a pillow, she looked at Nangong Yaoling on the bed.
Why!
He's a grown man sleeping on the bed and he actually made her sleep on the floor.
Even though she didn't care about his gentlemanly conduct, at least he should have some basic decency, right?
This man is simply stingy and selfish!
Xia Xiaonuan, unable to hold back her anger, rushed to the bedside.
She heavily threw the pillow beside him.
With a loud "bang," a gust of wind blew past.
Nangong Yaoling lifted his handsome face from the blanket, his hair in a mess. In the darkness, his pupils were especially deep and bright; he frowned with displeasure: "Xia Xiaonuan, what are you doing?"
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