"Ji!"
Seeing Xiao Ji hop onto the bed, Feng Yuan seemed to understand something and asked,
"You're not planning to sleep with me, are you?"
"Ji!"
"Seriously, what's so comfortable about squeezing together? Oh well, suit yourself."
Watching Xiao Ji's stubborn look, Feng Yuan sighed and stopped paying attention to Xiao Ji, pulling the blanket over himself, ready to sleep. Suddenly, he felt something fluffy wriggling into his embrace, and Feng Yuan said somewhat helplessly in a soft voice,
"Don't you find this uncomfortable?"
"Ji~"
"Alright, have it your way, do whatever you like then."
"Ji~"
The next day, feeling something fluffy moving around in his arms, Feng Yuan mumbled with some dissatisfaction,
"Xiao Ji, stop messing around."
"Ji~"
"How did Xiao Ji end up sleeping with you? Alright, it's time to get up."
