Love comes and goes, after all, with or without him, it's all the same.
After speaking, she turned over, her back facing him.
Huo Jingting turned off the light, and unexpectedly, this time he didn't even offer a word of comfort.
The atmosphere in the bedroom quieted down, and the more Gu Nanqiao thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt, clenching her lips tightly, forcing down the anger.
Huo Jingting stretched out his long arm, wrapped it around her waist, and inhaled the fragrance from her neck, "What's wrong?"
"Don't touch me," Gu Nanqiao said irritably, "I find you unbearable, move away."
After speaking, she directly pried off his hand that was around her waist and scooted towards the edge of the bed.
"Xiaoqiao, what have I done to upset you this time?" Huo Jingting adopted an innocent demeanor, but the amusement deep in his eyes was unmistakable.
Gu Nanqiao picked up on the teasing in his words and felt even more displeased.
