C191 Who Are You Cursing?

Jun Siming knew she was tired, so he didn't torture her.

After Lu Wanwan touched the bed, she quickly fell asleep.

She pinched the space between her eyebrows, and her small mouth was slightly open, as if she was alert of something in her dream.

Jun Siming supported his head with his hand and turned his body sideways to look at her sleeping appearance.

If it wasn't for today's matter