Being carried back to the hospital bed by Leng Yan, Xia Nuo pulled the blanket over her head and mumbled, "You should go back, I need to rest for a bit!"
At this moment, she really didn't want to see him.
"What's wrong? Why are you angry?" Leng Yan suddenly asked her.
Xia Nuo wanted to vomit blood; was he pretending to be clueless or was he just that dense?
He's not that young anymore, yet he asks her what's wrong…
How was she supposed to explain? If he was simply trying to help her, speaking out might betray his kindness and clue him in. If he was pretending to be naive, she couldn't say anything either, it would be too embarrassing.
Xia Nuo was torn on how to respond when the blanket over her head was lifted, and Leng Yan's head popped in, his eyes full of confusion and innocence.
"Xia Nuo, what's actually going on?"
Alright, she would assume he was just too pure.
"Nothing, just tired and want to sleep for a bit." She softened her tone as she spoke.
