Lyra wasn't so clueless; she understood the hidden meaning in his words.
She tried to slowly turn her body, but his hand on her waist suddenly pressed her down: "Don't move, stay like this, keep me company for a while."
Lyra whispered, "Uncle, can I turn around?"
The bedroom was completely quiet!
Lyra couldn't hear his voice, so regardless of whether he thought it was okay or not, she carefully turned while pressing her arm against his, and now they were facing each other.
"Why do you want to turn around?" His voice came from above.
Lyra thought that turning around would make it easier for her to get up later since she wouldn't be able to tell if he was asleep if her back was to him. If they were facing each other like this, she could tell if he was asleep or not.
This way, she wouldn't be afraid of putting pressure on him when getting up, making it more convenient.
Despite her thoughts, she answered sweetly, "Facing each other feels more secure, hehe."
