Fan Rou stomped her foot and went back to her room.

"Ranran, do you think there’s something really wrong with him? I was about to strip naked in front of him, and he still didn’t jump on me." Fan Rou tugged at her hair.

"Why don’t you just ask him: either sleep with you, or break up?"

"Ranran, I’m talking seriously with you."

"I’m also talking seriously with you. So what are you planning to do then?"

She was talking about serious matters, so why did it seem like she was fooling her?

"What if he really says he’s not interested in me?"

Fan Rou didn’t get Ye Ranran’s answer, because a large hand snatched her phone away.

She turned around and saw Lan Shao standing behind her, her face changed drastically: "You, when did you show up?"

"When you said I didn’t jump on you." Lan Shao’s tall figure pressed toward her: "Xiao Rou, do you know what you’re doing?"

"I don’t know, I didn’t do anything." Fan Rou pulled over the quilt, trying to cover herself.

She was just focused on venting to Ye Ranran earlier, not even changing clothes.

She was wearing a silk camisole sleepwear, as if she wasn’t wearing anything.

Lan Shao tossed the quilt aside, his hand propped beside her, locking her completely in his embrace: "Then why are you dressed like this?"

Fan Rou didn’t know how to answer.

Should she say it was to seduce him?

He would definitely laugh her to death, right?

"Not saying anything?" Lan Shao’s hand placed on her shoulder.

"You rascal, don’t you already know?" Fan Rou raised her little fists, hitting Lan Shao’s chest. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Taking advantage of his moment of surprise, she tried to slip away.

Lan Shao quickly reacted, clasped her waist with his large hand.

With a shift of movements, he was below, and Fan Rou was sitting on his lap.

Lan Shao’s kisses started from the back of her neck.

Then everything began to spiral out of control.

The next day, Fan Rou opened her eyes, looking at the ceiling, her expression was utterly despondent.

Her phone beside her kept ringing.

Fan Rou groped around, found it, and put it to her ear: "Hello?"

"Hearing your voice, did you succeed last night? How’s it feel? A sense of satisfaction?"

"Yes, it’s almost overflowing." Fan Rou’s voice was hoarse.

Don’t ask her how she got hoarse; she would never admit it was from yelling too loud last night.

"Seems like last night was quite intense, huh? Do you need me to check on you? Bring you some chicken soup or something?"

"I really appreciate it." Fan Rou said sarcastically.

At crucial times, not reliable; very enthusiastic about watching the excitement.

"No thanks needed, we’re all friends, it’s all expected."

Fan Rou tossed her phone aside and continued to lie lifelessly in bed.

Lan Shao came in from outside, he picked up the sheets and clothes on the floor, tossed them into the washing machine.

Finally, he picked Fan Rou up, stood in front of the washbasin, squeezed out some toothpaste and said to her: "Come on, open your mouth."

Fan Rou obediently opened her mouth.

Lan Shao stuffed the toothbrush into her mouth, then picked up her hand, held onto the toothbrush handle: "Brush your teeth, wash your face, come out for lunch."

Fan Rou’s hand moved mechanically.

In the mirror, her dark circles were big, and her eyes were filled with red streaks.

She washed her face, looked at her own ugly face in the mirror, couldn’t help but complain: "Was I out robbing last night?"

When she came out, Lan Shao had already tidied up the bed.

Fan Rou felt her limbs were still a bit weak, she wobbled over to the dining table.

Lan Shao had already served her meal.