Qiao Shishi, who received the message back in her room, was even less inclined to sleep. Yu Jingxi went to visit prostitutes?
Although she didn't know the woman, she was sure that everything the woman said was true.
She never expected him to have such bad taste.
The fire in Qiao Shishi's heart seemed to be instantly extinguished by a blast of icy water.
Forget it, she didn't need to think about it anymore, she would definitely not choose such a fickle man.
…
The next morning.
An Ning was abruptly awoken by a little fist punching her.
At that moment, Yu Ziqian's little head was pressing tightly against her, his little fleshy arm resting on her face as well.
Then his entire chubby body lay sideways along the direction of the pillow, with both his little feet dangling off the edge of the bed.
She guessed that if he slept a little longer, he would end up on the floor.
Such an arrogant sleeping posture was truly unrivaled.