Go to the bathroom.
From entering to leaving the bathroom, it only took half a minute, but who would have thought someone had already fallen asleep.
Seeing him completely covered by the blanket, motionless, Fang Qing paused, then walked back to her own bed, picked up the remote, and turned off the TV.
"Click."
The lights went out too.
Only the bedside strip lights were left, emitting a hazy dim light.
"Rustle..."
Listening to the sounds outside the blanket, there was no way Jiang Chen, who pretended to be asleep, would really fall asleep. He carefully waited until there were no sounds before slowly pulling down the blanket, poking out his head, mainly his nose.
It was really stifling under the blanket.
He secretly glanced at Qing Gege's side, still lying diagonally, which made the blanket curve into high and low shapes, except now she had turned her back to him, the towel on her head removed, her black hair naturally draped over the pure white pillow.
The key was.
