Xu Youning subconsciously wanted to pull the quilt with her hands. She moved, only to make a loud noise of the handcuffs colliding on the head of the bed, and her wrist felt hurt by the cold metal handcuffs.

Mu Sijue raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Xu Youning leisurely. The contrast between his relaxation and Xu Youning's embarrassment was so annoying to her.

Xu Youning got angry. She squeezed out a word from between her teeth, ...