"It's too late, staying up is bad for your skin. Be good, watch it tomorrow." Shen Lingxing walked up to the dejected Mi Jing, rubbing her hair with his big hand, and said.
"I can't sleep if I don't finish watching it!" Mi Jing lay on the sofa with a bitter face, protesting Shen Lingxing's "autocracy" with her actions.
"If you can't sleep, then don't. I'll work out with you." As he spoke, Shen Lingxing picked Mi Jing up. Mi Jing immediately felt a chill in her heart, silently grumbling to herself: If staying up is bad for my skin, why do you keep me up every night until late?
But, although a little complaint lingered in her heart, Mi Jing ultimately didn't resist. She resignedly stretched out her hands and circled them around Shen Lingxing's neck as he carried her into the bathroom.
