C148 He Fell off the Cliff

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Ling Luo wrapped herself in the quilt and looked coldly at Jun Ximo. He was drinking tea calmly and elegantly.

"Aren't you sleepy? You have to stare at me like that? " He had no intention of leaving. He wanted to sit here and watch her all night.

The dream-like scene from before was too unbearable for him