"I took it off." He answered without waiting for her to speak.

Luo Qingyun gritted her teeth when she heard this. It was really him, the scoundrel!

"You're begging me." he added.

"…" How could this be? How embarrassing.

Luo Qingyun lowered her gaze, her face a mask of unwillingness. "Then last night, we …"

"I'm asleep." He was rather frank.

Look, look, he really wasn't a good person...