Ming Yao saw Gu Siting approaching her with a stern face and felt somewhat baffled.
This damn tyrant, always giving her the cold shoulder, was he sick or something?
If it weren't for his ability to help her relieve her insomnia, she really didn't want to put up with this kind of frustration every day!
When she had been a little maid, she thought his personality was quite charming, and that he was quite protective of her.
The night before last, he had tormented her terribly, and she hadn't recovered yet.
Her legs were still aching.
He didn't even have the decency to be tender and considerate to her, let alone the daily grimaces.
What did she owe him?
The first time was given to him, okay?
He wasn't at a loss, was he?
Saying that he was treated as an antidote that night, but who was the one enjoying himself?
Seeing that the man was not giving her a good look, Ming Yao wasn't going to give him one either; she crossed her arms and rolled her eyes at him.