He felt stifled even standing in this small room.
Moreover, the bed was too small. With his height, his feet hung off the edge when he lay down...
Beiming Han sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her petite body close, planting a flurry of kisses and then furrowing his brow, "Why haven't you dried your hair?"
"I'm too tired! I don't want to move!" Gu Qingxin replied weakly, her arms too sore to lift.
She was certain he wouldn't sleep here again tonight, considering how uncomfortable this small bed was…
"Let's take another shower and I'll help you dry your hair!" Beiming Han scooped her up and moved to the bathroom.
Very soon, a variety of discordant sounds emanated from within...
Beiming Han then sat on the bed, drying her long hair meticulously with a hairdryer. Only then did he climb into bed and held her close.
"Aren't you going to sleep?" Gu Qingxin asked, looking up at him, surprised.
"We'll do a little exercise first." Beiming Han turned over, pinning her beneath him.
