After chatting for a while, the two got up together.
Wang Ye was getting dressed, and Nalan Yaqi was busy tidying up the bed.
He happened to see Nalan Yaqi pull out the white bedsheets and fold them. He curiously asked, "Why are you packing that up? It's a public property of the school."
A blush appeared on Nalan Yaqi's face. She glared at Wang Ye and said impatiently, "You... why do you ask so many questions? How can I leave this thing behind? Others might see it."
Wang Ye seemed to understand something, grinned, and didn't say anything more.
After tidying up, the two left the room side by side.
While going down the stairs, Nalan Yaqi suddenly weakened her legs and staggered, grabbing Wang Ye's arm quickly.
"What's wrong? Did you twist your... oh, let me help you down the stairs."
At first, Wang Ye did not react and thought she had twisted her foot, but then he remembered something when he was halfway through his sentence.
