Standing at the bedroom door, Tan Mo was a little nervous even before she entered.
His face was slightly red.
Thinking of Wei Zhiqian's teasing, Tan Mo secretly muttered in her heart, feeling that she could no longer return to her previous ignorance.
Wei Zhiqian just gave a hint, a look, and she understood.
He was a completely old hand.
Tan Mo shook her head with the feeling and pushed the door open.
He thought that Wei Zhiqian would be sitting on the bed, either watching TV, playing on his phone, or reading a book.
She did not expect that he had fallen asleep!
"It's only an hour. Why have you fallen asleep?" Tan Mo mumbled, "Are you really that old and can't stay late at night?"
But it was only 10 o'clock now.
Tan Mo could only explain it as, "Probably he's getting old and he gets tired easily. So he has started going to bed early."
