Gu Li gritted her teeth and glared at him, "Don't worry, I'm not the slightest bit interested in your spartan bed. Going to sleep now, good night."
With that said, she directly lay down on the sofa in front of him, covered her head with a blanket.
Seeing her do this, Mo Shiting couldn't help but curve his lips, a soft look in his eyes.
He laid down on his own bed, and the room instantly became quiet.
Outside the window, the soft moonlight sprinkled into the room. The room, bathed in the warm glow of the orange bedside lamp, took on a rather inviting feel.
Soon, the tranquil space was filled with the girl's gentle and rhythmic breathing, shallow, but especially enchanting.
Mo Shiting couldn't resist looking at her, only to see her roll over in her sleep and accidentally tumble right off the sofa unto the carpet.
And yet, she was completely unaware, sound asleep.