Gu Shaocheng gently placed the person on the soft bed in the guest room, even tucking him in, and then sat by the bedside without any intention of leaving.
After a while, noticing Ling Yin was still there, he slightly raised his head with a look that seemed to ask: Why haven't you left yet?
Ling Yin twitched a bit at the corners of his eyes and said politely, "Mr. Gu, if you don't mind, I have another guest room available, I can tidy up and prepare it for you?"
Gu Shaocheng thanked him, his voice slow and carrying an unapproachable pride: "No need to trouble yourself, I'll just stay here with my brother."
As he spoke, he stood up and shook Ling Yin's hand: "Sorry for the disturbance, it's getting late. Good night, Mr. Ling."
His every move was clearly meant to see him off.
Ling Yin felt a bit frustrated inside, but could only chuckle twice, thinking, is this really my territory?
Wait, are they sleeping in the same room?
