Duoyao watched television programs for a while. She coughed from being choked by the smoke and turned back to look at the man sitting beside her who had been smoking silently. She sighed inside. It seemed like she was too straightforward earlier. However, she really didn't like the kind of person who badmouthed their friends behind their backs. But this man was her boyfriend, after all, and she should still comfort him. "Don't let your thoughts run wild. You can just kick this bad habit of yours. It's not a very bad problem."
Yan Molun: "…"
"I'm going to take a shower." After a while, he stood up. He didn't want to talk to her anymore.
Around 10 pm at night, Duoyao climbed into bed while yawning after her shower. When she saw Yan Molun lying coldly at the side, ignoring her uncharacteristically, she tugged at his pajamas. "I'm really thankful for what you did today."
This way… he won't be that angry, right?