Yun Chujiu tidied up the bed before placing Di Beiming on the outer side of the bed.
She straightened out the bed and climbed to the inner corner.
Di Beiming saw that she was mumbling something and frowned. "Black Thing, what are you talking about? Are you secretly scolding me?"
Yun Chujiu pouted and thought to herself, 'So what if I'm scolding you? You're now a paper tiger. You can't do anything to me.'
However, when she thought of what happened during the day, she turned around and looked at Di Beiming with bright eyes. "Prince Charming, how can I do such an ungrateful thing! Oh right, why did you decide to save me?"
Di Beiming raised his eyebrows. "I've mentioned before that your blood is useful to me!"
"Hasn't it been a year? Your illness should've been cleared, right? I don't think you need my blood anymore!" Yun Chujiu blinked her eyes.