Although he knew that the room was so dark, Shen Guanli must not be able to see his red face, but Luo Nuan still cramped up the corners of the quilt with his thumb and index finger, covering half of his face, leaving only a pair of his own eyes, which perfectly interpreted "the eyes are like copper bells, and the ears are erected like antennas" vigilantly looked at the blurred outline on the opposite side, observing the wind and grass on the opposite side.

Sure enough, just when Luo Nuan was about to suffocate himself in the quilt, a sparse voice came from the opposite side.

Luo Nuan, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly got up in spirit, almost "sat up in a dead illness", lifted the quilt and ran back to her room, but at the moment she was still lying here stiffly and straight, stopping her not only because of her love for Shen Guanli, but also because of it

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