บท 1766: You're Not That Kind of Person

Guo Yujie hid under the covers and said in a weak voice, "Xiaoya, why don't you go out and have a chat with Young Master Ling? I want to sleep."

Shi Xiaoya: "…"

What kind of assistant is this?

Han Zhuoling's lips curved a little.

This assist was quite awesome.

Shi Xiaoya could only take out the card from the card-holder behind the door, or else she would still have to trouble Guo Yujie to help her open the door later.

In the end, she came out, but Han Zhuoling did not make space for her.

Shi Xiaoya's back was pressed tightly against the door. Even like that, her body was about to bump against Han Zhuoling's chest already.

"Young… Young Master Ling…" Shi Xiaoya said nervously, not even daring to breathe.

"Were you quite happy watching just now?" Han Zhuoling stared at her with a sarcastic smile on his face.