Chapter 71 Lack of Self-control_1

Although it wasn't summer, the night's temperature wasn't low, and it seemed that she was still wearing her winter pajamas.

Ye Nanxun had already come up with an excuse for this: play dumb to the end. "Feeling hot? I'm not. I have a weak constitution."

Despite her claims of not feeling hot, her body was honest, and while she wasn't exactly drenched in sweat, she had started to perspire slightly. She knew she couldn't maintain her calm facade for much longer, and if she didn't promptly resolve their conversation tonight, she would certainly embarrass herself in front of this scoundrel. She could already imagine the humiliating scene.

The other party would certainly look at her with a sarcastic expression: "Didn't you say you weren't hot? Where did all this sweat come from? Rain? That can't be right, we're indoors, aren't we?"

The mere thought of Zhou Goutou's smug expression was more than she could bear.

So, she must act quickly.