Ji Yuanyuan's warm breath sprayed on his chest.
Even his entire body started to heat up.
Especially in a certain place.
He looked up at the ceiling and smiled bitterly.
This little girl was really good at torturing people.
Ji Yuanyuan's breathing soon became even. Qin Mucheng carefully pulled his arm out from her head.
The first thing he did when he went downstairs was not to cook, but to take a shower.
With cold water!
Qin Mucheng had been served since he was young, so he was not proficient in cooking.
Moreover, there was nothing in the fridge.
He probably wouldn't be able to learn it if it was too complicated, so he made a simple tomato egg noodle.
When he was done, it was already eight o'clock at night. He gently woke Ji Yuanyuan up.
However, Ji Yuanyuan did not seem to have fallen asleep at all. She was in a daze.
The two of them faced each other and finished a simple dinner.
