"So?" song Xuan glanced at him.
"So, you can sleep here in the lounge."
"It's okay, I'll walk back," song Xuan glared at him.
Yang Haitao quickly pulled her closer. you can sleep here. Are you worried about me? " I'll sleep downstairs. I won't do anything to you."
Song Xuan looked around. There were only a few chairs in the living room downstairs. There was not even a sofa. How was he going to sleep?
Yang Haitao looked at her nervously. hurry up and go up. There's hot water in the small kitchen. Take a bath before you sleep.
Song Xuan looked at her watch again. It was already past nine O 'clock. There were indeed no more cars. It was unrealistic to walk back. There was no other way but to stay here and sleep.
She slowly climbed up the stairs and when she reached the second floor, she turned back to see yang Haitao taking out a few large pieces of cardboard from the storage room and spreading them on the ground.