It's not as warm as your arms

Meanwhile, Ye Wanwan sat next to Si Yehan and nearly fell asleep.

"Say… Can't you guys respect me a little?" Jiang Lihen's gaze landed on Ye Wanwan. "Especially Worriless Nie. I'm analyzing the current situation—can't you look at me and express some opinions? If you want to sleep, go home and sleep!"

Ye Wanwan shifted her eyelids and yawned before looking at Jiang Lihen in bewilderment. "Your analysis is very correct."

The corners of Jiang Lihen's brows twitched. "I haven't freaking started analyzing anything yet! I've just been giving a summary of the situation!"

"Oh…" Ye Wanwan nodded. "Your summary analysis is very good."

"You…!" Jiang Lihen turned to Si Yehan, fuming with rage between gritted teeth. "Ah-Jiu, can't you control your woman? She's at least one of Prison's four core factions now. Can't she be less half-hearted?"

Si Yehan glanced at Ye Wanwan. "Should I get a blanket for you?"