Song Jingchen couldn't help but chuckle. He reached out and ruffled her hair. He only stopped after kneading Shen Yijia's hair into a chicken coop.
"Alright, I'm getting up."
Only this girl dared to drug him a few times. Moreover, the reason for drugging him was always so strange.
Shen Yijia blushed and got up from him. "Oh."
Song Jingchen got out of bed and changed his clothes in amusement. He noticed something and frowned. "Did you fight with someone?"
"No." Shen Yijia's eyes widened. She shook her head and shook it again.
Song Jingchen tied his belt and looked at Shen Yijia without saying anything.
Shen Yijia's scalp went numb from his gaze. "I really didn't fight."
Song Jingchen glanced at the reddish-brown blood on Shen Yijia's sleeve and wondered if he had guessed wrongly. Wasn't that blood?
