Bai Su was startled by her seemingly disdainful gesture, and immediately adjusted his hand to rest on her collarbone, teasingly stroking. He murmured in a low, husky voice, "No rush, we can sleep a bit longer."
Rong Zhi slapped his mischievous hand away without any hesitation.
Bai Su: "?"
In disbelief, he propped himself up and turned the girl around to face him. His long eyelashes fluttered, and his expression showed hurt, "Baby, we've only been apart for two months, and you're already tired of me?"
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but for them, it seemed absence turned into enmity.
Rong Zhi pinched his handsome face, "No, it's just inconvenient."
Bai Su frowned, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell, or are you too tired?"
He was about to take Rong Zhi's pulse, but she calmly withdrew her hand, got up from the bed, and pushed him away. "I'm fine, let's go downstairs and eat."
