"I'm not feeling unwell!" Pei Yuanchen glared at her fiercely.
"But..."
"No buts!" Pei Yuanchen's tone was really nasty. "He Ziyi, get out of my room!"
He Ziyi was startled by him, looking at him blankly. Her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, her beautifully upturned nose slightly reddened, and her rosy lips trembled slightly.
Especially since... she was wearing a thin nightdress, her beautiful collarbone revealing a hint of sensuality, and she wasn't wearing underwear. With a slight bow of his head, Pei Yuanchen could see that tempting cleavage.
Pei Yuanchen realized that his recently eased-up body was responding again.
... Damn it, someone come rescue him! Get this lethal young lady out of here!
"Do you... do you really dislike me?" He Ziyi finally spoke, she wasn't crying, but her voice had a hint of crying tone.
... Not dislike, I actually like you, like you so much I'd want to be with you.
Pei Yuanchen coldly snorted in his heart.
