C198 I Should Just Sleep on the Sofa

As he walked over, towel-drying his damp hair, Su Ranxi quickly turned her face toward the window, pretending to gaze at the night sky outside. The steady footsteps grew closer, and her heart raced. Feng Muhan stopped beside her, tapping the table lightly with his fingers. "How long are you going to keep pretending?"

Su Ranxi felt a pang of guilt