He Xing did not insist further but rose from his seat with a smile. Smiling, he walked towards the door, then... under Fu Han's gaze, he turned around at the end of the bed with a smile, made a detour to the other side of the bed, and casually sat down on it.
Feeling the bed shake, Fu Han's face turned even redder, and she said angrily, "What are you doing? I'm going to sleep."
"I'm going to sleep too," He Xing said as he began to undo the buttons of his shirt, speaking naturally, "After all, we've been sleeping like this in the hospital. You should be used to it by now."
When Fu Han was hospitalized, He Xing did indeed spend the first night dutifully sleeping on the sofa; but from the second night on, he started making various excuses to join Fu Han in bed.