Mo Beichen lay down by the bedside, his head hovering in mid-air. The room was dimly lit, but the light in the man's eyes was very bright, and he seemed to be smiling with his lips slightly curled up, "I won't let you. I just won't let you!"
Gu Qian: "..."
She turned over, refusing to look at him, puffing herself up like a pufferfish in anger.
Mo Beichen was enjoying teasing her, letting one leg dangle down, recklessly swinging it, causing the entire bed to creak loudly. In the stillness of the night, this brought a peculiar feeling to his heart.
"Qianqian, you like living here, so I'll stay with you for a few more days. Once you come to your senses and want to move back, we'll go back home together." Mo Beichen found this amusing, and although the bed was a bit cramped, he hadn't had the chance to experience something as novel as living in a dorm, so his interest was piqued.
