Xiao Yu's pretty face immediately turned so red it was almost bleeding. She wished she could grab the hair dryer and smash it on his face. This shameless guy bullied her and then teased her, truly thinking she was easy to push around.
"Just tired, don't want to move."
Gong Ting didn't push it. The young master grabbed the hair dryer himself and dried his hair; in no time, he was done. He pulled the plug and tossed the dryer aside, then flipped over onto the bed.
Xiao Yu instantly felt uncomfortable all over. She glanced at Gong Ting, who was propping up his head and looking at her. She suddenly remembered what had happened in the bathroom earlier, and her cheeks burned with heat.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Under the orange light, the woman's side profile was serene and gentle. He couldn't help but blurt out, "Have you missed me these past few days?"
