Jiang Shishuang was taken aback for a moment and looked up.
This large hand was undeniably extended by Ye Huan.
Jiang Shishuang's expression was complex: "What are you doing?"
Ye Huan smiled, "Since I can't sleep, should we talk for a while?"
Jiang Shishuang hesitated for a moment, then took Ye Huan's hand, stood up, and sat beside him.
Ye Huan lifted a corner of the quilt and covered her with it.
This unwittingly brought a blush to her pretty face.
Jiang Shishuang snorted coldly, "You haven't slept the whole time, have you?"
"No, I haven't."
"Then why didn't you strike back at me?"
Jiang Shishuang raised an eyebrow, "I've been planning to harm you, and yet you act like it's no big deal?"
"Because I know you couldn't bring yourself to do it." Ye Huan's words were quite profound; he could naturally feel the change in Jiang Shishuang's attitude toward him over time.
