"You little liar, I knew you were just faking it. Hmm, hurry up and get up for your shift, it’s your turn now!" Ling Xuejiu released her grip and said angrily.
Li ngjie pouted, her sleep-laden eyes barely open as she protested, "I’m so sleepy, wah!"
"Ai! You’ve got so nerve, I haven’t closed my eyes all night, and after such a long sleep, you’re still saying you’re tired?" Ling Xuejiu was about to go crazy with anger. This little liar—wasn’t it her own brilliant idea, and now she has the audacity to complain? Does she have no conscience at all?
Li ngjie stuck out her tongue and giggled, "Okay, okay, Xue Jiu, I’m getting up, happy now? Ugh, I just hope I don’t have dark circles tomorrow, wah... I really don’t want to turn into a giant panda."
"What’s wrong with being a giant panda? Aren’t they quite cute?" Ling Xuejiu said, deliberately teasing her.
"I don’t want that!" Li ngjie pouted, and as she spoke, she sat up, rubbing her eyes, and took over Ling Xuejiu’s shift...
Owing to the astonishing progress in his Defying Heaven Art, Leng Xuan happily cultivated until around six o’clock before rembering it was ti for his Jiuyang Divine Art. He ended his session, put on a pair of shorts and went out...
In Ling Xuejiu’s room on the second floor, Li ngjie was nearly asleep when she suddenly saw Leng Xuan’s door open. Her eyes widened as she muttered, "Is the Cold Bodyguard sleepwalking? Ai, Xue Jiu, wake up, Leng Dabao is really sleepwalking! Ah, look, he’s coming upstairs, uh-oh! He isn’t planning to do anything to us, right..." As she spoke, she kept an eye on the surveillance footage while pulling off the blanket that covered Ling Xuejiu and gave her a few nudges.
Ling Xuejiu had barely managed to sleep for three or four hours and was deeply asleep when Li ngjie woke her up. She was quite annoyed and asked, "Xiao Jie, what are you doing? What ti is it? Isn’t it still early for school?" She rolled over, ready to fall back asleep, but then suddenly turned back, widened her eyes, and asked, "What? You’re saying Leng Xuan is really sleepwalking upstairs?"
"Yes, he’s co up, he’s co up!" Li ngjie yelled, a little scared, "Leng Dabao is here, do you see, Xue Jiu?"
Ling Xuejiu, upon hearing this, felt a shiver down her spine. She imdiately sat up and turned to watch the surveillance footage, seeing Leng Xuan wearing knee-length shorts, expressionless as he ascended the staircase to the second floor. Startled, she almost scread, but fearing Leng Xuan might hear, she quickly covered her mouth with a hand, looking scared.
"Eh? Cold Bodyguard is going up again?" Li ngjie said in surprise, "Where is he headed? To the rooftop?"
Ling Xuejiu frowned, puzzled, "That seems to be the case. But why would he go to the rooftop?"
Li ngjie suddenly realized sothing and shouted, "Oh no, Cold Bodyguard is going to jump off the building, Xue Jiu, we have to stop him..."
Ling Xuejiu was also startled, "Why would he think of such a thing?"
Li ngjie replied, "They say sleepwalkers are unconscious, so he’s probably only troubled in his dream. But now that he’s on the rooftop, there’s a real chance he might actually jump."
Before Ling Xuejiu could respond, Li ngjie slipped on a pair of flip-flops and scrambled out of bed, making her way outside, prompting Ling Xuejiu to quickly get up and follow behind her...
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