"..." Tang Li suddenly felt the urge to bite someone.
"Don't think I don't know, you're afraid that I have indecent designs on you, so you locked the glass door to prevent me from entering your room. I sent you messages, you didn't even reply."
"Sent me a message?" Song Baiyan asked gently.
"Also, you ignored my knocking on your door, leaving me outside feeding the mosquitoes."
Tang Li continued to accuse.
Before long, her body was released.
Even while squatting in front of Tang Li, Song Baiyan was still slightly taller than the girl sitting on the small stool, his grey shirt sleeves rolled up, left arm resting on his legs, and a hint of a smile in the corner of his eyes: "It seems mosquitoes also like pretty girls."
Tang Li pursed her lips slightly.
Then she noticed Song Baiyan wasn't wearing pajamas.
It was the shirt and trousers he wore in the evening.
"Did you go out?"
Tang Li asked, voicing her inner doubts.
