"No need to save face for me outside, but if you hit me again, I'm really afraid you'll run away."
Bo Yanching glanced at the room card in her hand, "Or maybe you'll lock me out, I can't stand that either."
Nan Jiaojiao was choked up.
She was holding a room card, not some imperial sword.
Dragging him along to open the room, wouldn't truly keep him out, else who would she be messing with!
Once inside, Nan Jiaojiao went to open the window. As she inserted the room card, the curtains opened. The high floor caught the cold wind, blowing in fiercely. She hesitated and closed the window slightly.
Hearing footsteps behind her, she turned around, her gaze moving from his toes upward.
"Take off your clothes."
"Take them off?" Bo Yanching looked startled.
However, Nan Jiaojiao became impatient, "Don't you have plenty of clothes? You're giving them to others, why wear them yourself? Just take them off."
