Zhang Fan walked slowly closer, the warm yellow light falling on him, adding a mysterious air to his already handsome face, making him look like a male model who stepped out of an advertisement.
Li Jingjing clutched her chest, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her chest: "What are you doing in my room? Get out right now!"
Zhang Fan's lips curled into a mocking smile. Li Jingjing was too shy to look up, but she could imagine Zhang Fan's smug expression.
His voice was soft and seductive: "Are you sick?"
He didn't notice during these encounters.
Li Jingjing bit her lower lip and slowly nodded: "I have a strange disease, and I may die."
Zhang Fan: "Let me see."
Li Jingjing's face flushed instantly, and she clutched her chest, shaking her head frantically: "It's...it's okay."
She hesitated, biting her lower lip, and stared down at her back, exuding the gentle beauty of a woman from Jiangnan.
"Jingjing, can't you sleep again?"
Longping, shuffling in her slippers, asked in a sleepy voice, "Had another nightmare?"
Li Jingjing jumped out of bed, shoved Zhang Fan into the closet, and took down two pieces of clothing to cover his face.
Zhang Fan couldn't see what kind of clothes they were, but he could smell a faint fragrance.
Just as he hid it, Longping pushed the door open and entered: "What are you doing opening the closet so late at night? And why is it so messy?"
Li Jingjing tried her best to keep her tone calm: "I...I can't find a piece of clothing."
Longping walked to the wardrobe and placed her hand on the handle: "Mom will help you find it."
Li Jingjing reached out to stop her, but she couldn't stop Long Ping from opening the cabinet door.
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