"With a beauty by one's side, one can still have a good sleep even on an unfamiliar bed." She hadn't yet shared a bed and slept with Li Rao, and just the thought of it made her happy.
Gu Chenxiao frowned, "But I don't have one."
His tone carried a hint of melancholy.
His beauty was sleeping with someone else, so what about him?
Song Yan said, "You don't have a problem with unfamiliar beds."
"I am particular about who I'm with."
After giving it some serious thought, Song Yan offered him a suggestion, "Then you should use your vivid imagination, for instance, imagine them as the person you want to sleep with? Would that make it better?"
"..." He was completely flustered.
"Mr. Gu, I'll leave this counseling job to you. I hope to see a healthy and lively little Yunyang when I wake up tomorrow." Song Yan gently patted his chest, solemnly entrusting this important task to him.
Gu Chenxiao rubbed his brow, feeling a headache.