Bo Jinlan stroked her burning cheeks with a low, warm, and seductive voice, "This won't do."
Jiang Yaoyao didn't understand, "What won't do?"
Bo Jinlan smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist, while his other hand slid down to clasp the bend of her leg.
Jiang Yaoyao was lifted and shifted toward the center of the bed, and immediately after, the man lay down beside her.
The generously-sized bed suddenly became incredibly cramped, with Jiang Yaoyao desperately trying to scoot backward, "What are you doing?"
Bo Jinlan embraced her tightly, "I wasn't here just now, so you will now keep me company and sleep for a bit."
Jiang Yaoyao's body turned rigid, "I've already slept..."
"Then keep me company and sleep a bit more."
Jiang Yaoyao: "..."
Bo Jinlan reached for the blanket, covered them both, and then closed his eyes.
Lying face-to-face, the man's handsome features were serene in slumber—it seemed he really just wanted to lie down for a while...