Di Xiaxia felt like crying, fearfully let go of her hand, glanced at him, and quickly said, "Let’s go to sleep then. You turn off the lights!"
After she spoke, she quickly closed her eyes, pretending to be dead.
Without saying anything, Di Mingzhe turned off the room’s lights and quietly went to sleep.
The night was silent and endless. The room was exceptionally quiet, even the breathing of the two was enormously apparent.
At this moment, Di Mingzhe was extremely uncomfortable.
Although Di Xiaxia’s bed was soft and small, he could smell her faint scent despite the distance between them. It penetrated his nostrils, corrupting his whole mind.
Not only her scent, the entire bed, the quilt, the pillow - everything seemed to carry her unique fragrance.
It enveloped him intensely, trapped him within, leaving him somewhat breathless.
If he could still sleep in this situation, he wouldn’t be a man!
But he had no choice. Di Xiaxia’s hand was injured now. Even if he was tempted, what could he do?
Furthermore, he never wished to force her from the beginning. If he had wanted to, he wouldn’t have waited until now.
Di Mingzhe was lost in his roiling thoughts, feeling uncomfortable and restless, utterly unable to sleep.
It was clear that Di Xiaxia wasn’t faring any better.
Sharing a bed with a man who was barely dressed, she was having a hard time masking her emotions. How maddening!
Granted, there was a certain distance between them. But who knew if he might suddenly move closer, and then...!
But!
He wouldn’t, would he?
Mingzhe didn’t seem like that type of man.
Mingzhe was a gentleman, a true gentleman!
He wouldn’t make a move on her. If he wanted to, he wouldn’t have waited until now!
Therefore, Di Xiaxia, keep your calm, you must remain calm.


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