Gu Nanqiao picked up a pillow and threw it at him, "Rule number one, we sleep separately this month."
Huo Jingting was stunned for a moment by the hit, took the pillow away and tossed it aside, his gaze returning to the bed.
She was wearing only a thin nightgown, her body slightly curled up, and he could even see the edge of her underwear through the gap in her shorts.
The temperature of the man's body gradually rose, and an ambiguous atmosphere was forced out into the air.
Yet the mistake he had made before hadn't passed, and now he had to think twice before even thinking of touching her.
After hesitating for quite a while, Huo Jingting still couldn't bear to leave, his handsome face approaching hers, "Xiaoqiao."
Gu Nanqiao glared at him, "Didn't I tell you to sleep on the couch?"
Seeing his "wronged" expression, she almost wanted to laugh, but her face remained tightly strained.
Huo Jingting's expression was serious, "I'm scared to sleep alone."
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