But the look on his face remained the same. "Hmph, if you guys don't know, how would I know?"
Liu Shao Xuan flatly denied.
Concerning Ling Fei, Song Tian Mo didn't let slip a word at the gathering. It's better if he keeps his lips sealed.
...
"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... a thousand sheep... two thousand sheep..."
"One cow, two cows, three cows... a thousand cows... two thousand cows..."
Ling Fei slept with her head covered in the blanket, she counted horses, cows, and sheep repeatedly, but still couldn't sleep.
Her heart kept pounding, thump after thump, endlessly.
As the night deepened, she felt her heartbeat intensifying. While counting numbers in her head, she couldn't help but wonder whether Song Tian Mo had seen her WeChat message yet.
"Damn it, which genius said counting sheep would help to fall asleep? Such a bluffer!" Ling Fei crawled out from the blanket while grumbling in frustration.