Jia Xuan grew increasingly angry and a bit lost, she thought he would be like her, yearning for every moment, to be intimate, but he wasn't.
She tossed and turned, finding it hard to sleep, always feeling that he didn't love her as much as she loved him, his passion was not even a third of hers.
It's been eight years since they last met, doesn't he want to spend more time with her?
The more she thought about it, the more unbearable it became, she got out of bed and climbed onto the balcony.
She didn't dare to knock on his door, afraid of the embarrassment if her parents found out, so she decided to jump from the balcony into his room.
As for the danger, she wasn't afraid.
So, she leaped from her room's balcony to Gong Lingtuo's balcony and walked into his room.
He was sleeping deeply, probably because he was completely relaxed at home, and he was indeed very tired, so he didn't notice anyone entering his room.
