Little Millet led Wei Ziang to the room of her eldest brother. Her brother and Iron Egg currently shared a room, and the other two rooms were still without beds.
"Big brother, let's sleep here."
Little Millet generously pulled back the covers of her brother's and Iron Egg's bed, inviting Wei Ziang over.
Wei Ziang was taken aback: "Us? Together?"
Little Millet started to squint her eyes too: "Yeah, don't worry, I'll be here with you. I'm so tired, after we wake up, I'll let Mama arrange a new room for you."
While speaking, she'd already pulled Wei Ziang onto the bed, kicked off her shoes, and closed her eyes.
Wei Ziang had no choice; he was indeed tired, and with Little Millet next to him, he felt much safer in this unfamiliar setting.
The scar on his back still ached when he moved. He carefully took off his outer clothing and was about to set it aside when he felt some resistance.
