The consequences of making late-night phone calls are quite obvious: it’s a fifty-fifty chance. One part is that the line is completely unreachable, the other part, the people who do pick up are full of annoyance. After all, anyone would be irritated if woken from a sweet sleep in the middle of the night. Googlᴇ search N()velFire.net
After making a round of hopeless calls, with nothing settled, Lan Luo sat on the bed and sighed deeply, "Damn it, this is really not something normal people can handle."
He completely forgot that this matter was now his business, something he personally agreed to. Now, even if he doesn’t want to do it, he has to, so essentially he was cursing himself as well.
While these two were lamenting their fate, Lin Mubai was much more relaxed. After hanging up on Han Xiayang, he returned to his room in a good mood. The person on the bed was still sleeping soundly, unaware of his return. This made Lin Mubai quite satisfied, at least it saved him a lot of trouble.
He also avoided the argument of where he was going to sleep that night with the woman.
Nimbly undressing, Lin Mubai slipped into the cozy bed. The person within the dreams seemed to feel his warmth and quickly snuggled into his arms, a sweet smile forming on their lips before sinking back into a deep sleep.
Someone was sleeping soundly, but someone else just couldn’t fall asleep. If one could sleep peacefully with a beauty in their arms, they might as well be a pig.
Young Master Lin endured the torment painfully, unable to do anything about the culprit in his arms. He could only stare into the darkness, unable to sleep for a long time. The outcome was obvious, resulting in inevitable panda eyes the next morning.
Early the next morning, before An Nan was awake, Lin Mubai reluctantly left the warmth of the bed, curling up on the small sofa in the room without an extra blanket on him, looking as pitiful as could be. This is the sight that greeted An Nan when she groggily woke from her dreams.
The drowsiness vanished instantly, and a pang hit her heart. Her first reaction was to quickly sit up in bed and rush to the man’s side on the sofa, placing a hand on his forehead to make sure he didn’t have a fever before feeling relieved. Then inevitably, she gave him a disapproving scolding, "How silly are you? Sleeping here without a cover, your cold just got better, what if you catch another cold?"
By this time, An Nan had already forgotten to ask where An Jiayou went and why he was there.
The small sofa was never meant for sleeping, so how could Lin Mubai sleep? He had been awake the whole time and only slowly closed his eyes when he noticed An Nan waking up, pretending to have just woken up when he heard An Nan’s voice, he opened his eyes, feigning sleepiness.
"Wife, you were the one who said you didn’t want to sleep with me last night, so I had to sleep here," he said, looking as pitiful as can be.
The unmistakable dark circles under his eyes greeted An Nan’s eyes, causing a wave of heartache. Without bothering to be angry, she quickly pulled the person from the sofa and headed for the big bed. Lin Mubai did not resist, following her steps to the only big bed in the room, and in his heart, he was already overjoyed.