Shen Mosheng nodded and lay down beside her.
Seeing some distance between them, he moved closer.
Han Yingying was startled and gasped, instinctively shouting, "Shen Mosheng, you're being a hooligan!"
"Aren't spouses supposed to sleep close together?" Shen Mosheng asked as if it were only natural.
"Who told you that?"
"Axing."
"Shen Mosheng, you should stop listening to Shen Xinghan from now on; you'll pick up bad habits."
"The information Think Tank found, all said this."
Han Yingying: ...
Alright, clearly Shen Xinghan understood Shen Mosheng better, knowing how to help him quickly and accurately absorb new knowledge.
She suddenly felt relieved that it was a special period right now, otherwise...
The mere thought was embarrassing!
"Yingying," Shen Mosheng's pleasant voice sounded beside her ear, along with warmth.
Han Yingying shrank her neck and awkwardly asked, "What is it?"
"Your body temperature has risen. Are you hot?"