Duan Xi was still frowning, and when Ruan Lei was about to bang on the door, he walked over, twisted the doorknob to open the door, and then, as if remembering something, glanced back at the people behind him: "Don't come in."
"..." Leading the group of guys was Ruan Lei.
Wait, did they get their roles reversed? Weren't they supposed to be the ones saying this?
But clearly, Duan Xi was not aware of this, and after telling the boys behind him, he walked into the room and closed the door again.
It was still before dawn, and the room was pitch black.
Duan Xi had excellent night vision, so he could clearly see the little figure sleeping on the princess bed.
It was already late May, and the weather was a bit warm, so perhaps the little figure on the bed was also feeling hot; half of the quilt had fallen to the floor, and the other half was loosely draped over her, with her exposed arms and legs glowing with a dewy sheen.
