At this time, Bo Ye was in a deep sleep.
Fu Tingyan stood in front of the bed and looked at Bo Ye with some hesitation.
Ever since he was young, there was no one else besides his brother who slept on the same bed.
He and Jiang Yu had only slept in the same room and not on the same bed.
After a long struggle, he lifted the blanket and crawled in. The night was so long, he could not let himself be wronged.
At first, he was not used to it, he did not fall asleep until midnight.
At midnight when Bo Ye was sleeping, he began to feel hot, and he kept kicking the blanket.
Once he kicked the blanket, Fu Tingyan would feel cold. He did not know that Bo Ye was kicking the blanket because of the heat, so he kept covering him with the blanket.
"Don't kick the blanket, you have a fever, do you know that?"
Bo Ye slept soundly, and he kicked the blanket because of the heat. It was his subconscious action.
