Talk? Like hell.
Leng Yuan hadn't given her a chance to speak at all, tormenting her the entire night.
The next day was Sunday. Leng Yuan didn't have classes, so he got up to make breakfast.
Gu Jiaojiao couldn't be bothered with him. She just turned over and went back to sleep.
Breakfast was ready.
Leng Yuan went into the room to wake her. He saw the girl's long hair fanned out beside her, her delicate face tinged with a charming coyness that made his heart soften.
He walked over and lowered his voice. "Breakfast is ready. Want to eat something?"
Gu Jiaojiao turned her head away, showing him only the back of it.
Leng Yuan chuckled.
He had, admittedly, been too rough with her yesterday.
Resigned, he could only continue coaxing her.
"I was wrong, okay? Get up and eat something. If you don't want to come out, I can bring it to you?"
Gu Jiaojiao ignored him.
