Through the phone, Yan Yinuo could imagine the smug look on his face as he said this.
Her cheeks felt a bit hot, and she snapped irritably, "Don't laugh."
"Otherwise, I'll really throw it away next time."
The moment she said that, Xu Zijin's laughter stopped immediately. "Okay, I won't laugh."
On the other side, Yan Yinuo's voice was so low, almost as if talking to him on the phone made her feel guilty, which gave Xu Zijin a kind of sneaky joy.
Only then did Yan Yinuo feel a bit better, rolling up the blanket and shrinking herself inside.
She yawned; after fussing around for hours during the day, she felt really tired now and just wanted to sleep.
Just as she was thinking of telling Xu Zijin to end the call, he cleared his throat on the other side, seeming a bit embarrassed, and asked, "Are you uncomfortable now?"
Yan Yinuo paused for a few seconds before realizing what he meant by uncomfortable.
