Shen Dang spoke through clenched teeth.
His face clearly bore the words "unsatisfied desire," his striking features marred by a hint of defeat and a lazy, bohemian dishevelment.
"Why can't you sleep?"
Qiao Xi's eyes held a confused look as her eyelashes fluttered several times.
"What do you think?"
Qiao Xi glanced down, took a quick look at his body, and immediately averted her gaze, pretending to brush her teeth with calm detachment in front of the mirror.
She hadn't seen a thing.
She knew nothing.
Shen Dang squeezed past her to share the sink and brush his teeth with her.
Looking at the two of them in the mirror, the place in her heart that housed Shen Dang softened completely because of his tenderness.
He could be a bit of a scoundrel at times, but why was this man so endearing?
Shen Dang dropped her off at the set before heading to his company.
