"Ah? Yes, slept," Chiang Xiao hastily replied, suddenly thinking if he knew she hadn't slept all night, would he suspect how much she cared about what happened last night? She quickly agreed.
The corner of Meng Xinian's mouth twitched as he touched both seats of the sofa chairs before turning to look at Chiang Xiao and asking, "Where did you sleep?"
"The bed..."
"Chiang Xiaoxiao, do you know what I do for a living?" Meng Xinian walked closer to her, glanced at the bed again, and said, "Go roll on it now, then tidy it up into its current state for me to see."
Did she think he was a fool? The place where she would stay, obviously, he had noted every detail before entering yesterday, the bedding was just as it is now, even the fold in the blanket was the same as he saw yesterday.
To say she slept in the bed, he might as well return all the years of his training to the army.
Chiang Xiao suddenly felt frustrated, Tyrant Meng, do you have to be so sharp-eyed?
