บท 348: You Really Overestimate My Self-control

At night, Zhou Shufen slept with Xiaoyi in her arms. The hospital beds were not large but a single bed. Since Xiaoyi was very small, then the bed became big,

Xian Zihao was already looking so exhausted, even at this time, he was still flipping the document.

Jiang Ruolan thought for a moment, then called out his name. "Zihao."

Hearing her voice, Xian Zihao immediately looked up. He thought she felt uncomfortable, so he put down the document and walked to her bed. He bent down and asked softly: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Ruolan stretched out her hand from under the blanket and grabbed his wrist. She said with a pained expression, "This bed isn't that small. You should lie down too."

Upon hearing this, the corner of Xian Zihao's lips curved slightly. He gave her a soft smile. "I'm fine. Go back to sleep."