Yan Sijue couldn't help but turn back to glance at her. Meeting her bright and expectant eyes, he suddenly felt as though the gloom in his heart had finally dissipated a bit.
Yet, his face still showed no expression; he glanced at her indifferently and easily pushed her hand away, getting out of bed.
Mu Yiliang looked at his back with a sense of loss.
She sat there dumbly for a long time, until Yan Sijue finished his shower, changed clothes, and came out; she still sat there, her gaze seemingly lost.
The man's chest tightened, silently observing her.
Did his denial really have such a big impact on her?
At that moment, Yan Sijue almost couldn't resist stepping forward to comfort her, but ultimately, he just glanced at her indifferently before turning away and leaving the room.
The sound of the door closing seemed to finally awaken Mu Yiliang.
