Mu Ruoyan kicked the couch next to Lin Xihe with a loud bang that echoed in the cramped carriage.
"stand up."
Lin Xihe was startled by the sudden noise and trembled. She instinctively shrank back, her eyes still filled with confusion. "What's wrong?"
"You snore like thunder." Mu Ruoyan frowned and said with a look of disgust.
"Me?"
Lin Xihe frowned in confusion. No one had ever said she snored before, and she couldn't help but wonder if Mu Ruoyan was deliberately picking a fight.
"If it wasn't you, then was it me?" Mu Ruoyan retorted.
Lin Xihe was completely speechless this time. She secretly complained to herself: When I first met him, I thought he was aloof and arrogant, but I didn't expect him to be such a childish and perverted guy.
Fortunately, she was flexible and adaptable.
"Alright, I won't sleep. Young Master Mu, you should rest." Lin Xihe sighed helplessly and compromised.
"How can I sleep in this birdcage-like place?" Mu Ruoyan complained as she unceremoniously stretched her legs out opposite Lin Xihe.
"Pound your legs."
Mu Ruoyan's voice was indifferent, as if she were instructing a servant, leaving no room for discussion.
A hint of doubt flashed in Lin Xihe's eyes as she thought to herself: Has this person completely stopped pretending now?
However, as long as things hadn't completely fallen apart, she still wanted to discuss it further: "Men and women are different, I'm afraid this isn't appropriate."
"What's the difference between you, a woman who has given birth, and a servant woman? How dare you talk about the difference between men and women in front of me?"
Hearing this, Lin Xihe's lips trembled slightly with anger. She really wanted to ask: Was his mother no different from an old woman when she gave birth to him?
But she didn't dare ask.
Seeing that Lin Xihe did not make a move, he said, "If you are unwilling, then forget it. I'll go for a walk. Anyway, I'm not in a hurry."
After saying that, Mu Ruoyan made a move to get up.
Seeing this, Lin Xihe reacted quickly and immediately reached out to press down on Mu Ruoyan's leg that was about to lift.
She knew in her heart that if Mu Ruoyan continued to delay like this, and got out of the car in anger, the journey would be delayed for who knows how long. And every extra day of delay meant more danger for Gu Qinghuai.
It's just massaging your legs, it won't kill you.
"I'll press it."
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