Ji Yebai looked at her expressionlessly for a few seconds, then tossed the black bag at her: "What's the use of telling me, if you have the guts, tell Gong Xiu directly!"
Ning Xixi looked down, deflated.
She wasn't a timid person, but in front of Gong Xiu, she always felt at a loss for confidence.
"What are you dazed for? You got your period on the bed, how do you expect me to sleep tonight!"
His overbearing tone made Ning Xixi's mouth twitch involuntarily.
This Ji Yebai... really!
...Wait a minute, something seems off.
"This is my room! Even if the sheets get dirty, that's my problem!" Ning Xixi said assertively, raising her little face.
Under the light, her fair skin shone translucently, fragile as if it could be broken with a blow, causing Ji Yebai's throat to tighten.
He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and said lazily, "It's the last room left."
