Song Xiaodong didn't do anything to Qingluan; after making a few jokes, the two lay down on the hay.
There was more than a meter distance between them. Qingluan said: "Let me warn you, you'd better sleep honestly at night. If you dare come over, don't blame me for being rude to you."
"Well, I can't say for sure. I'm not an honest sleeper, who knows if I'll roll over to you."
"Hmph, if you dare, try it?" Qingluan tried to sound fierce.
"You know, we'll be living here for the rest of our lives. I'm not in a hurry; when you feel lonely in the future, you'll naturally ask me to help you have children."
"Get lost!" Qingluan cursed, then fell silent.
Song Xiaodong chuckled lightly and closed his eyes. These days there had been no distinction between day and night, so even though they rested, it wasn't really refreshing.
But resting at night allows the organs to rest better, making a good night's sleep more rejuvenating than sleeping during the day.
