Lu Xiaoyou opened her eyes. On the large bed, she somehow had rolled to the edge of the bed, wrapped in the quilt.
Speaking of which, her sleep posture wasn't particularly good. When she slept alone, she usually lay down in the middle but when she woke up, she was almost falling off the bed.
However, when she slept with Long Xiliang, this didn't happen. Instead, she would dutifully sleep in his arms.
Lu Xiaoyou felt that this might be because whenever she slept with Long Xiliang, she'd get so tired from his antics that she wouldn't move around while sleeping.
In the end, why did it feel like she was someone who needed to be straightened out?
She opened her eyes and pushed herself up on the bed with her hands. Just as she got up, Lu Xiaoyou heard the sound of someone else breathing in the room.
