"How am I not similar?!" Li Chengyun's expression was both aggrieved and rascally, "Everything I said is true. Anyway, I've made up my mind, you can't escape. Break up, divorce, say whatever you like, as long as you don't actually go through with it."
Yu Jingrong glared at him irritably, her expression growing somewhat solemn as she looked at him seriously, "Get out of bed, go sleep in the guest room, or I'll kick you!"
"So heartless?" Li Chengyun held her hand, his eyes twinkling with laughter, "Are you really mad?"
Yu Jingrong lifted her foot threateningly, "You getting down or not?"
"Don't be mad!" Li Chengyun grabbed both her hands and placed them on his face, looking at her somewhat frantically, then clung to her, "When you're mad, I really don't know what to do?"
He didn't want to sleep in the guest room again. Last night, without her by his side, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep well until dawn. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been unaware of her getting up for work.