This night, Situ Yan naturally slept very uncomfortably.
She tossed and turned several times, almost wanting to angrily jump out of bed, storm into the room next door, and demand an explanation from Jiang Feng, or even... reverse the roles on that rascal who only consumes and doesn't acknowledge!
But after the impulse, she ultimately held back.
After all, the important matters are pressing, and on such a night before the storm arrives, she cannot consider too much those romantic affections.
Anyway, that rascal already has a taste for what he can get, sooner or later he won't escape from her grasp, she just needs to wait patiently.
As for Jiang Feng next door, tonight he felt relieved as well.
As a normal man, how could he not understand the signals released by Situ Yan?
Unfortunately, he really couldn't do it, otherwise, he'd feel too guilty in his conscience, and would be letting Nangong Qingcheng down.
