If it weren't for Shen Jue being good-looking, kissing her might give her a few more days to live, otherwise, try someone else?
Rong Qingqing would have flung him eight thousand miles away already.
Shen Jue glanced at Rong Qingqing, then put away the drawing, ignoring her, and directly got into bed.
Rong Qingqing, thick-skinned and increasingly numb, turned around and lay down on the other side, claiming her space faster than even Shen Jue.
By the time Shen Jue got to bed, Rong Qingqing was already lying straight on one side, with her big, watery eyes blinking and staring at him.
"Goodnight~" Rong Qingqing stretched out a hand and waved at Shen Jue.
Shen Jue suppressed the rising anger in his heart, grunted in response with an impatient face, "Goodnight."
If it were under normal circumstances, Shen Jue definitely wouldn't pay attention to Rong Qingqing.
