A sudden thought came to her mind, Jiang Ruan's expression turned strange. Staring at Bao Ye's usual calm face, she leaned closer, "You didn't sneak a kiss on me while I was asleep, did you?"
Sometimes Bao Ye particularly liked biting people.
Her lips were thin, so easily got swollen.
Upon being questioned, Bao Ye's dark eyes paused for a moment.
Then he glanced at her cooly, his tone indifferent, "You're overthinking."
Jiang Ruan: "..."
She also felt she was overthinking, but looking at herself in the mirror, before going to sleep they were definitely not there.
At this time, a man's hand took her mirror away.
Jiang Ruan glared, "What are you doing?"
Bao Ye sneered, "So you won't overthink things."
He casually placed the mirror where she couldn't reach it, his shoulders straightening up lazily as he continued, "Always thinking I'm sneaking kisses on you."
The way he looked so righteous about it.
Jiang Ruan: "..."
