Gu Shaocheng looked at the message that was once again sent to his phone. He adjusted his sleeping position a bit, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to give her a call. Holding a grin, he called her name in a beautiful voice that sounded like a soothing lullaby. "Chenxing, why aren't you asleep at this hour, huh?"
The woman, who had argued with him a few times, was genuinely reflective and decided that no matter what, she should not quarrel with him tonight. Taking this opportunity, she asked him when he would be coming home. She was missing him to the point of becoming insane.
So, she hummed in a low voice, "I am sleeping alone, and the bed is all cold."
This was just a casual comment, but when it reached Gu Shaocheng's ears, he immediately felt distressed and sincerely advised, "Didn't you turn on the air conditioner? Adjust it to a higher temperature."
"I did, but it's still cold."