Chapter 1108 I’m Not Fussy

• Silence fell after the door to the VIP guest room was pushed open. The warm afternoon sun shone through the French windows and half of its rays were reflected in the room. A young woman lay on the couch quietly and used his jacket as a blanket. As she was curled into a ball, she was probably quite cold.
• This was exactly what Han Qing saw as soon as he entered. There was no more room for his legs when he lay on the same couch, yet it accommodated the woman perfectly—she even looked smaller while she slept on it.
• Han Qing had never expected that she would fall asleep in the guest room. Before he arrived, he thought that the young woman would have already left impatiently. After all, he was already quite surprised by the fact that she had unexpectedly showed up.