"Last time, you were sleepwalking. The second time, you were drunk. This time, you say you sent Little Fan to school..."

Ji Huaizhi had a playful expression on his face as if he had already seen through Ye Zhiyu's tricks.

"Since you like to enter my room so much," Ji Huaizhi leaned his face close to Ye Zhiyu's ear and lowered his voice a little. His voice was hoarse. "Then you can sleep here tonight. I invite you formally."

"Since you have ...