Ning Zhiyuan went back to the bedroom and saw that Li Jiaren had put her whole body under the quilt and curled up in a small group on the huge bed. He felt a little hurt.

he walked over with a light step, sat down beside Miss Li, raised his hand, stroked her dark hair, and asked softly, "Miss?"

Miss Li didn't make a sound, but she was lying in the quilt with frown tightly. Her mind was confused like paste.

"get up, take a bath, and then go to sleep?" Ning Zhiyuan asked in a soft voice as usual.

Finally, Li Jiaren came out of the quilt. Her eyes...