'hiss!'
Xia Wan tasted the blood on her lips, her brain almost lacking oxygen, and she slapped the crazed person in front of her with all her might.
"I was wrong, so wrong."
Cui Ziqi then let her go, but he didn't truly let her go.
His head rested against her shoulder, his nose filled with the delicate fragrance unique to young girls.
The inner turmoil was not only not soothed, but seemed to intensify.
"Depend on!"
He let out a low growl and bit down hard on Xia Wan's collarbone.
Xia Wan winced in pain and was about to push him away.
Before she could make a move, Cui Ziqi released her first, turned around, and walked out the door in a few steps.
A cold wind rushed into the room, and Xia Wan, who was panting heavily, subconsciously shivered.
Has he left?
She picked up the flashlight from the ground, pressed the button twice, but the light didn't turn on at all.
She had no choice but to feel around on the wall and find the light switch based on her memory of the room she had just roughly seen.
She only breathed a sigh of relief when the lights came on.
About ten minutes later, Cui Ziqi returned.
He was holding a blanket in his arms, and his face looked very sour.
Xia Wan realized she had gone a bit too far and awkwardly tried to break the ice first.
"just……"
As soon as she opened her mouth, Cui Ziqi kicked the door shut, grabbed the blanket, and walked into the only bedroom in the house without looking back.
Xia Wan touched her nose.
Oh no, I'm really angry now.
After standing there for a while and mentally preparing herself, Xia Wan finally followed.
Cui Ziqi was making the bed. A soft four-piece bedding set was laid on the Simmons mattress, and now there was an extra quilt.
There is only one room and only one bed.
Xia Wan asked instinctively.
Why aren't you sleeping on the floor?
(End of this chapter)
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