No one ever told Li Nuo what he should do.
So these past two days, apart from compiling books, he had nothing else to do.
When it was time for bed, Li Nuo looked at the only quilt on the bed and said nothing.
Sometimes, it's not so bad to be a little muddle-headed.
Song Yiren looked at the quilt and also remained silent.
They both tacitly didn't mention the matter of the other quilt, going to bed and covering themselves with the same quilt.
The bed was very wide, and there was still a distance between them.
But early the next morning, when Song Yiren opened her eyes, she found that the distance between them had disappeared.
Somehow, Li Nuo had already slept beside her, sharing her pillow with his arm draped over her body.
They were so close that their noses were almost touching.
Yesterday morning's incident was still fresh in her mind, and she didn't dare to sneak a kiss again. But she had a sudden idea and gently touched Li Nuo's nose with her own, enjoying it immensely.
