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"I accidentally spilled milk on the couch," Mu Qingli picked up the glass from the sofa and began to wipe it with a tissue.

But milk, being a liquid, quickly seeped into the couch, and wiping with a tissue was futile.

"I'll go to the front desk and get someone to clean it up," Fu Lanshen stood up from the bed and walked towards the door.

Mu Qingli frowned slightly and stopped him, "Forget it, it's already so late, let's change it tomorrow."

"Then where will you sleep tonight?"

"How about I squeeze in with Shishi or Yan Shu for a night?"

Fu Lanshen glanced at her and casually suggested, "It's almost midnight now, they might already be asleep. How about we squeeze together?"

That seemed a bit inappropriate. Mu Qingli frowned slightly and said nothing.

"If you think it's inconvenient, I can sleep on the floor." As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Lanshen took a blanket out of the wardrobe and spread it on the floor.

She couldn't possibly let him sleep on the floor.