After teasing Auntie (not really) and filling her with emotional value, Xu Qingfan quickly finished breakfast.
Disturbed by Xia Xiaoxiao last night, he guessed he didn't fall asleep until almost four in the morning, and now it was not even ten in the morning. Having put away the dishes, Xu Qingfan decided to go upstairs for some more sleep.
On the other side.
After washing her hands, Xia Xiaoxiao placed the bottle of lubricant on her forehead, lying in bed and staring at the ceiling lost in thought.
Fearful of being ridiculed by Xu Qingfan, she had locked both the living room and her bedroom door, but it seemed she worried too much. Half an hour had passed, and Xu Qingfan showed no signs of approaching her, he hadn't even sent her a single QQ message.
Xia Xiaoxiao's eyebrows gradually furrowed into a frown, and she thought, just because I ran away, why haven't you, Xu Qingfan, contacted me for so long?
"Did he go out?" Xia Xiaoxiao muttered to herself, suddenly feeling anxious.
