[624] Young Master Mu, I'm so tired.

Wen Xiangyang waved dismissively, half-closing her eyes, seemingly unable to open them fully. In a voice thick with sleep, she said, "Young Master Mu, I'm rather tired."

Mu Lingqian, upon hearing Wen Xiangyang's words and seeing that the young woman paid him no attention, focused solely on sleep. He lowered his gaze and leaned in, seemingly determined to give Wen Xiangyang an awakening kiss.

Wen Xiangyang felt uncomfortable with the kiss. She squinted her eyes, struggling to avoid Mu Lingqian's cold lips, swinging her arms to push him away, wanting him to keep his distance. She was truly exhausted and wanted to sleep.

However, Mu Lingqian seized her wrist at once, pinning her arm above her head in a decidedly domineering gesture, allowing her no chance to resist.

Wen Xiangyang frowned, what on earth was this guy doing?

He was cold as ice during the day, and now in the night, he was bedeviling her.