After saying this, both of them were stunned.
Finally, An Ning spoke first, "Um... don't get me wrong, I'm just worried you'll catch cold, and besides, this bed is big, we can keep some distance... "
An Ning bit her pale lips, not knowing how she managed to say such bold words.
If Sikong Wuyou misunderstood, he might even think she was some kind of bad girl.
Fortunately, Sikong Wuyou didn't think as An Ning feared.
"I know, you're worried I'll catch cold."
While speaking, he lifted the quilt and lay down.
An Ning hurriedly tried to move back to give him space, but Sikong Wuyou reached out and held her in his arms, "Ningning, sleep..."
She hadn't felt cold outside just now, but upon entering, she felt the warmth of the bed.
The night suddenly quieted down.
She could clearly hear his breathing and smell his scent.
The position of her heart was beating rapidly.
An Ning thought she would have trouble sleeping tonight, but that was not the case.
