"Wait a minute!"
Wen Qiao grabbed his arm, preventing him from getting up.
Fu Jinghen, who had just straightened up, was pulled back down a little. He asked, "What's the matter?"
Wen Qiao parted her lips, about to speak, when she heard Fu Jinghen say, "Do you want me to stay with you while you sleep?"
He glanced at the bed behind Wen Qiao, "Although I don't like sleeping in beds others have slept in, if Qiaoqiao really wants—"
Wen Qiao immediately raised her hand to interrupt what he was about to say, "I don't want that! I just have something to ask you."
If they kept going at this rate, she'd hardly have any time left to sleep. Fu Jinghen wasn't teasing her anymore, his expression turned more serious, "What is it?"
Wen Qiao tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him, "Did you come to see me because you were jealous after seeing me go out for barbecue with Song Qian?"
Fu Jinghen looked down at her, "I thought I made it quite obvious."
