Worried he might catch a cold?
At that, Nan Yuling's eyes narrowed slightly.
Was she concerned about him?
He turned around and sat down on the sofa.
His icy gaze swept over the pile of fragments she was fiddling with and his brows furrowed.
How long did she plan to look at that pile of junk she had picked up from who knows where?
"It's already eleven o'clock!" he pursed his lips, patiently reminding her.
It was time to go to bed and rest...
"You go to bed first, I'll sleep later!" The sudden presence of the man sitting beside her made Su Xingyue instinctively shift to one side, maintaining a distance from him.
Although this man was incapable of that kind of action, he had several times made moves as if he wanted to push her down, which made her somewhat panicked...
But her movement to the side caused Nan Yuling's expression to darken.
He suddenly remembered what she had said in the morning.
She hated men?
So that was why she was deliberately avoiding him?