C99 When He Was a Soft Persimmon?

When night came, Leng Lie asked to sleep on the sofa, and Xu Jiaren nodded in agreement. Because it was summer, it was getting dark a little late. He had to wait until it was dark before he could turn off the lights. In the dark room, it was hard for one's eyes to adapt.

Leng Lie felt chills throughout his body, as if he was still angry at what had happened today