She recoiled to the middle of the bed at lightning speed, trying her best to distance herself from Bo Siyan. In her haste, she accidentally touched the wound on her leg, eliciting a pained cry.
Upon seeing this, Bo Siyan's brows knitted together, a flash of concern swept through his eyes, quickly disappearing. He then parted his lips, his voice faint, "You sleep in this room."
"..." She's sleeping here!?
Ning Xia blinked her large eyes several times in slight shock, reflexively asking, "Then what about you?"
"This is my room. Naturally, I will also sleep here," Bo Siyan responded as if it were the most natural thing in the world, as if she had asked a redundant and laughable question.
Doesn't that mean they would be sleeping in the same room, even the same bed?
Without a second thought, Ning Xia refused, "I don't want to sleep here; I want to return to my own room!"
