87 Are you ordering me?

"Nian Xiaomu, get further away from me." A tiny bit of sexiness tingled in his coarse voice.

Nian Xiaomu was stunned at the sudden burst of words.

Startled, she looked at him.

His temper was definitely not ordinarily temperamental!

Nian Xiaomu threw the piece of tissue paper into the trash can. Not only did she not leave, but she picked up the remote control and switched on the air conditioning instead. After which, she extended her hand in front of him.

"Lift up your head. I will lower the pillow down so that you can have a more comfortable sleep."

She lowered her prejudice toward Yu Yuehan. Since she was a nurse, caring for patients was her profession after all.

Seeing that he was still staring blankly, she exerted force from her arms and pulled the pillow below his head.

She shrugged her shoulders; she was used to him glaring at her, but not that it mattered anyway.