Xia Chuxue wasn't suffocated, but she was scared to death.
Who would have thought the old man already knew someone was hiding under the blanket? Luckily, from his tone, he probably doesn't know that the person is her.
The man didn't speak, and she didn't dare come out.
Feng Yifan slightly curled his lips, found the right spot, and then pressed down a little harder.
Xia Chuxue struggled greatly and was tormented for quite a while before she pushed his leg away and lifted the blanket to reveal a little of her head.
It turns out the old man really left, perhaps Feng Yifan was deliberately messing with her.
"What are you doing? Trying to kill me?" She snorted coldly, crawling out from under him.
Finally able to breathe fresh air, Xia Chuxue took deep breaths continuously.
"What? Is the air inside not good?" Feng Yifan glanced at her.
"Help me change clothes. Grandpa wants me over in fifteen minutes, didn't you hear?"
