Seeing the utterly filthy comments, she cursed back directly.
And the more she cursed, the more invigorated she became, as if all the pent-up anger was finally being unleashed.
In the middle of the night, Song Yan was squatting at the doorway, engaged in a typing battle with netizens.
The door behind her opened, and Song Yan paused her typing, looking back.
Gu Chenxiao had, in fact, been awake for a while and, seeing that she hadn't come back, came out to look for her.
He then saw her squatting at the door, furiously typing on her phone.
Gu Chenxiao raised an eyebrow, looking down at her from above, "What are you doing?"
"Uh..." Song Yan glanced at her phone, then at him, "I'm teaching someone a lesson."
"You're not sleeping at this late hour." Gu Chenxiao frowned, reaching out his hand to her. Song Yan took it and was pulled up by him, "Why did you specially come outside? Can't you teach them inside the room?"
She didn't want to wake him, that's why.