Huo Junhan looked away from Shen Yaowei and said slowly, "Little fool, who you like and hate has nothing to do with me. Go to sleep."
Looking at the cold expression of the man in front of her, Shen Yaowei could only get up obediently and dawdle towards the bed, which was not far away.
After taking off her shoes and getting into bed, she could not help but look at Huo Junhan and ask, "Ninth Imperial Uncle, do you want to sleep on the bed too?"
Huo Junhan did not even look at Shen Yaowei. He leaned against the soft couch and closed his eyes.
The room fell silent.
Shen Yaowei laid on the bed and looked at Huo Junhan intently. She did not move or even blink.
The man who was pretending to sleep with his eyes closed was less cold than usual and more gentle.
"Ninth Imperial Uncle, what are you thinking…"
Her heart was filled with this question, and she felt that she had never encountered such a tricky problem.
