"Come out; it's stuffy under the covers." The man's voice carried a hint of helplessness.
Xiao Qing swatted his hand away and buried herself deeper under the blanket, her muffled voice protesting, "No! The fresh air is too suffocating."
Lu Jinyang: "..."
He simply ignored her and continued reading his book.
But after a while, with no movement from under the blanket, he knitted his brows tightly together, ultimately sighing in resignation and pulling the blanket off, dragging her out from under it.
Xiao Qing was furious.
He didn't even hug her to lift her out; instead, he dragged her out by the shoulders!
With her eyes still closed, Xiao Qing silently scorned the man who dragged her out a hundred times in her mind.
"Tell me, what's making you angry this time?"
Angry?
She wasn't angry at all!
Seeing Xiao Qing silent, Lu Jinyang's dark pupils narrowed dangerously as he slowly leaned closer, "Speak up, if you don't talk, I'll kiss you."
