"Sir, you barely slept last night, let's sleep a bit together! The lady can also get a good sleep."
The first part of Lan Ying's statement was useless to Gu Jiangnian.
What was useful, was the second part.
Muwan could also get a good sleep.
At three in the afternoon, Jiang Muwan woke up from her slumber, hugging the quilt and sitting groggily on the bed, not yet fully awake, when a large palm fell on her waist, pressing and gently stroking.
Glancing sideways, she saw Gu Jiangnian lying next to her, one hand over his face, his white shirt all wrinkled from the rubbing.
The quilt was all on her,
Jiang Muwan squinted her eyes at the man beside her, then the person who had just sat up fell back down again.
Yes, fell down, right on Gu Jiangnian's shoulder socket, waking the person who had been squinting their eyes.
"You bastard!!" Before Gu Jiangnian could ask anything, Jiang Muwan's timely insult came.
