Early in the morning, Lu Jinxuan was woken up by the noise.
The door was being knocked so loudly that he couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.
"Lu Jinxuan, come out here!"
Lu Jinxuan sat up with annoyance, his head aching at the sound of Gong Xueyan's voice. Why did he have to endure this mess? The one who was truly sick was the real Lu Jinxuan! Why did he... have to be sick?
He got up agitatedly, and Gong Xueyan couldn't wait any longer and had already pushed the door open.
Gong Xueyan was dragging Mu Qinglan, who had just woken up and was still in her pajamas. It seemed they had a dispute; her pajamas and hair were a bit messy.
"Hmph!"
Gong Xueyan let go of Mu Qinglan and pushed her harshly, smirking at Lu Jinxuan, "You two... don't sleep in the same room?"
"Tch." Lu Jinxuan smirked disdainfully, "What does that represent?"
"It represents that this bitch, you haven't touched her!" Gong Xueyan said confidently and arrogantly, so much so that it was annoying.
