"Miss, I can just sleep on the floor, no need to go through all this trouble."
While holding the quilt for him, Xia Yuxun disagreed, "How could that be okay! Sleep quality is very important!" She recently had firsthand experience with this.
Yan Zihua looked around and couldn't help but suggest after a while, "Miss, how about we hang a curtain between the two beds..."
Xia Yuxun felt a bit embarrassed inside, having given up on trying to reason with his old-fashioned thinking. She really suspected he time-traveled from ancient times.
"That curtain swinging in the middle would scare me to death! Brother Yan, please don't make things difficult for me!"
Seeing her eyes brimming with tears, Yan Zihua had no choice but to give up.
Finally able to lie on the bed peacefully, Xia Yuxun grabbed the quilt with both hands and let out a satisfied sigh. Yan Zihua was sleeping on the neighboring bed, quiet as ever, his sleeping style just as orderly as his usual demeanor.
