Was there something outside?
At these words, Nan Yuling subconsciously frowned. Hadn't he told her to wait for him at home?
…
The snow became heavier and heavier. Right after the fireworks were over, Su Xingyue hurried back.
By the time she reached the Nan Family's place, her thick coat was already damp from the melting snowflakes, and her hair was somewhat wet, too.
As soon as she arrived, she took off her coat and went upstairs, intending to dry her hair.
Just as she opened the door, the bedroom light suddenly turned on.
She was startled and only then realized that Nan Yuling was sitting on the couch, holding a lighting remote control in his long hand.
"You actually deigned to come back?"
A sharp voice with a touch of anger suddenly erupted.
"What do you mean by that..." She was taken aback, then walked over, dissatisfied.
Everything was just fine. Who had provoked him again!