"Were you sleeping all day yesterday? Did you sleep with me?" Wang Hao always felt that something had happened yesterday.
"Just leaned against you and slept for a little while, but when you didn't wake up, I went home..."
"Only for a little while?" Wang Hao was dubious, "Why do I feel like you were stepping on my head with your foot yesterday?"
Han Xiaoyue nibbled at her fried noodles; the little wretch had scored some advantage and was now feeling dissatisfied.
"Yeah, while you were asleep, I did want to bully you. How did it feel to be stepped on?"
"Next time you step on me, please wear black silk or white socks."
"Ha, you pervert!"
But she had indeed slept soundly.
At first, she intended to act as a human body pillow to help 'Old Wang' fall asleep quickly, but then she found being hugged quite comfortable, almost as if she had been infected by the sandman, and she herself inexplicably nodded off.
She slept really well, snoozing for nearly ten hours straight.
