Qiao Rui's face warmed up, and with a muffled voice, she muttered, "Alright, I apologize, sorry."
"Sorry for what?" He didn't feel she did anything wrong; after all, it's really hard to control turning over while asleep.
"For causing you to not sleep well!" Qiao Rui whispered.
Pei Liyan's eyes darkened, and he nodded. "In that case, you indeed owe me an apology, I really didn't sleep well."
For him, having a woman with both a good figure and appearance lying next to him, occasionally rolling onto him, it would be strange if he could sleep.
"So, sorry!" Qiao Rui got up from the bed. "I'm going to freshen up first."
She didn't want to say anything more to avoid embarrassment, so she headed to the washroom.
Pei Liyan watched her retreating back, his gaze flickering, then he also got up from the bed and walked towards the balcony.
He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, exhaled a white ring of smoke, took another sharp puff, and then leaned against the railing.