The night was very quiet, save for the chirping of insects outside the window, there was only the shallow breathing of the two people.
After an indeterminate time, Qian Sisi's eyelids became so heavy that she couldn't keep them open anymore, and she fell into a deep sleep.
It was only now that the bed finally stirred.
The man shifted his stiff, long legs, sat up under the covers, and quietly watched Qian Sisi, who was curled up on the floor, for a while in the moonlight. He stood up, walked over, picked the petite woman up horizontally, and gently placed her on the bed.
"Your body hasn't even recovered, yet you dare to sleep on the floor!" the man chastised softly.
Perhaps too accustomed to the bed, the moment Qian Sisi touched it, she quickly found a comfortable position and curled up, showing no signs of waking.
Bai Cheng'an's lips curved faintly, and he lifted the blanket and lay down.
