"It's dark today. It would be embarrassing and unsafe to ask the maid to go out and buy that for me." Xiahou Xiyue grabbed the quilt and twisted her fingers, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Then what do you want, eh?" He was already feeling frustrated without having to vent, and seeing her acting like that made him even more depressed.
"I think..." Xiahou Xiyue raised her head and laughed dryly, "Go and buy it for me."
