Fang Yunshu's guess was correct. This fellow, Ye Xiaofei, was really having bad thoughts in his heart.
His mind was filled with the image of Fang Yunshu standing in front of the wardrobe. Now he was on the same bed as Fang Yunshu, he was not a saint; how could he not fantasize?
If it had been someone else, Ye Xiaofei would have directly pushed her down, but at least he would not have so many scruples in his heart. If they dared to sleep on the same bed, then there was nothing he would not dare to do.
However, this was Fang Yunshu. It was as if Fang Yunshu was his nemesis. In front of Fang Yunshu, Ye Xiaofei was a little timid, especially when Fang Yunshu glared at him. No matter how bad his intentions were, he could not do anything.
Therefore, Ye Xiaofei was really uncomfortable now. He wanted to do something bad, but he didn't dare to do so.
Ye Xiaofei couldn't sleep, and Fang Yunshu didn't dare to.