Ye Chenxi pulled off the towel from his body, lifted the quilt, and slid over to Tang Fei's side.
He snuggled closer, buried his head in her neck, holding her intimately as if to do something, but was mercilessly rejected by Tang Fei.
She didn't even glance at him, turned around, and lay with her back to him, silent.
Because of her rejection, Ye Chenxi felt as if he had been given the cold shoulder, his heart particularly uneasy.
He was a bit unwilling, leaned over, and went to kiss her cheek.
Just as his lips touched her face, she reached out, forcefully pushing him away.
Ye Chenxi felt so suffocated, sitting beside her, staring at the girl who wouldn't even look at him. He looked at her puzzled and asked, "Are you dissatisfied with me?"
Everything was fine during the day, so why did she turn cold every time night came, just when he was about to be with her?
Did she despise him, or was there something on her mind?
