Jiaojiao is not a pig, able to sleep soundly in this environment. It's just that she was truly tired, thinking there was nothing to do for a while, the hairstyle was done, so why not take a nap.
So when Xia Qia entered the compartment, the disturbance caused her to wake up as she wasn't sleeping deeply, but she didn't open her eyes, nor did she want to, planning to continue dozing off.
But unexpectedly, she heard such a sentence.
She propped herself up on the bed board to sit up, still covered in Duan Xi's suit jacket, the freshly permed curls casually draping over her chest, making her whole face look even smaller, delicate, excessively beautiful, and soft, not at all looking like she had a domineering personality.
