Back in the room, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Wang Hao and Wang Ruoxi sat side by side.
Seeing Wang Hao's grave expression, Wang Ruoxi blinked and asked with puzzlement, "Is there something troubling you?"
Wang Hao shook his head, feigning ease, "It's nothing, you go to sleep first!"
Ten minutes later, Wang Ruoxi spoke up again, "I can't fall asleep!"
Wang Hao looked at her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Ruoxi blinked and replied, "I'm cold!"
Wang Hao casually covered her with the quilt, nonchalantly saying, "This should make you feel warmer now, right?"
Wang Ruoxi shook her head, with a pitiful look, "Still a bit cold!"
As she said this, she paused for a moment, shyly adding, "When I was little, and I felt cold, my mom would always hold me tight!"
Wang Hao thought for a moment, then spoke leisurely, "But now, it's not like we can bring your mom here, can we?"
Wang Ruoxi glared at Wang Hao with wide almond eyes and pouted indignantly, "How annoying!"
