Mu Jingzhe was shocked to see Xiao Wu. "No, Xiao Wu, why are you sleeping here? When did you come?"
"After you fell asleep last night. I felt more at ease sleeping here." Xiao Wu hadn't slept well last night. He yawned and touched Mu Jingzhe's forehead. When he realized that she wasn't having a fever, he picked up his pillow and blanket and got ready to leave.
"Sleeping on the floor is not good." Mu Jingzhe was touched and heartbroken. "You could have slept on the bed. The bed is wide enough."
"It's summer. It's fine. Otherwise, I would have woken you up."
Just as they finished washing up, there was a knock on the door. Ji Buwang had brought green bean soup and buns over. He had made them himself.
"You should drink more green bean soup today, in case you get a heat stroke."
"Thank you, Uncle."
"Thank you." Mu Jingzhe also thanked him.
"It's fine. I want to eat some anyway. You have to tell me if you feel unwell."