Orion nodded, not doubting for a second.
Xanthea let out a silent sigh of relief. She must have been overthinking it. With his cool, aloof demeanor, and gentlemanly nature, how could he possibly make such a risqué joke with her, a young girl?
After taking his medicine, Orion stood up and took a step, then curiously turned to look at her. "Xan, are you staying out here to continue watching that movie from earlier?"
"What are you talking about?"
At his words, Xanthea jumped up from the couch with the energy of a startled fish.
"Who, who said I wanted to watch that movie? Don't project your sleazy thoughts onto others. I said I just wanted to watch a cartoon!"
"Then I'll stay here with you."
Saying so, he grabbed a few bags of snacks from the fridge and sat back down.
Xanthea was puzzled. Did he really suspect her of sneaking a watch alone? Was he staying deliberately to keep an eye on her?
"No way! You're sick, you need to rest."
"I can sleep on the couch." Orion handed her the snacks. "These are for you, Xan."
"I don’t want them. Oh, they’re my favorite cucumber-flavored chips!"
Xanthea happily took the chips, and felt that the air conditioning in the room was strong enough that it wouldn’t matter if he slept on the couch. To prove her innocence and for the sake of cucumber chips, she let him be.
"Just make sure you sleep, no peeking at the TV!"
"Okay."
Xanthea opened the chips and watched the cartoon.
He propped up his arm, watching her.
After one episode, the sounds of steady breathing came from beside her.
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