C437 It Was Named

Tiantian huffed softly, muttering under her breath, "Fine, don't tell me. Like I care."

With that, she slid back down, pulling the covers over her head, ignoring Zhengting completely.

Zhengting watched her, rubbing his nose in exasperation. He felt helpless but chose not to explain further. He pulled up a chair next to Tiantian's bed, leaning in close to her face