Dong Li said that and closed the door.
Li Xiaoqiang lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, feeling somewhat stiff.
This state lasted for about five minutes until finally, he couldn't take it any longer and muttered, "Miss Zhao, are you asleep?"
Wasn't that a very silly thing for Li Xiaoqiang to say?
But Zhao Xiaoyan replied with an even sillier question, "I just fell asleep."
Li Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, sat up, and walked to the door, whispering, "Miss Zhao, should I lock the door?"
After Li Xiaoqiang locked the door, Zhao Xiaoyan also sat up in bed and stared at him, asking, "What, are you afraid my mother will come in?"
Li Xiaoqiang touched his head awkwardly and said, "Yeah, a little. Miss Zhao, do you have an extra quilt?"
Zhao Xiaoyan frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Li Xiaoqiang smiled and said, "I'm going to make a bed on the floor and sleep there."
