Qin Youxuan's cat-like eyes narrowed as she glimpsed Jiang Jinchen, who seemed to have dropped from the sky, then swiftly turned her head to look at Ning Yanan beside her.
The latter hung her head low, obviously trying to avoid someone.
That meant what Jiang Jinchen had said was indeed true.
"I came really early, heard you caught a cold, wanted to check on you, but there you were, sleeping like a log, while your man left me to fend for myself in the living room."
Jiang Jinchen strode forward and nonchalantly took a seat next to Ning Yanan.
"If he didn't send you straight to the incinerator for total annihilation, I'd say he's already been too kind to you!" Qin Youxuan raised an eyebrow at the man draping his arm over Ning Yanan's shoulder.
"Slap—"
Before Qin Youxuan could voice any teasings, Ning Yanan had swiftly slapped his hand away.
And she slapped hard.
The person in question shot up from the couch and looked at Qin Youxuan.
