"Facts have proved that arch-enemies often understand each other the best.
It was barely dawn, and Jiang Yan had already had a meltdown.
Previously, when he was staying at Uncle Zhao's house, although the conditions weren't that great, he was quite comfortable.
Mosquitoes were rampant in the summer, but Zhao Lang planted many plants in the yard that repelled bugs and mosquitoes, so there weren't many mosquito bites day and night.
But in this thatched cottage, forget about mosquito repellent grass, there wasn't even a single grass to be seen.
What was more peculiar was that the mosquitoes in this house seemed to have it out for him.
Last night he was woken up several times by their bites, and when he wanted to get up and complain to Jiang Li, he found her lying flat on the bed, sleeping sweetly.
He finally managed to endure the mosquito bites and try to get some peaceful sleep.
Well done.
It got light out.
