C271 All His Bad Thoughts Were Squeezed into a Pile

Mu Yuesen followed her into the room and found that she was indeed hiding under the blanket again. This time, she even covered her face with the blanket.

He raised his hand and was about to turn on the light.

"Don't turn on the light."

Xia Bingqing's muffled voice came from under the bed sheet.

She didn't want to turn on the light. Because she didn't want to see his face.

And he didn't want.