A ruthless, calculating woman × a fragile, lovesick man who cries easily
“Jiao'er, why won't you look at me? Are you afraid? Are you scared you'll fall in love with me?”
In the great hall, Mu Xuanling glared at Liu Jiao'er, who stood before him dressed in red, his eyes bloodshot.
“Is it really so hard to admit you love me?”
When she didn't answer, Mu Xuanling clutched his chest and staggered back, closing his eyes as tears streamed down his face.
“Cough, cough, cough.”
Mu Xuanling covered his mouth and coughed, tears pouring down like rain. He seemed so utterly pitiful.
“Have you had enough?”
Liu Jiao'er closed her book with a helpless sigh.
“If you've had enough, can we go back to our room and rest?”
Mu Xuanling tugged at the hem of Liu Jiao'er's clothes, acting coy.
…
After a long night, Liu Jiao'er was completely exhausted, while Mu Xuanling was still full of energy.
Liu Jiao'er secretly swore that tonight, she absolutely would not let Mu Xuanling into her room!
