Chu Hao swallowed hard and said, "My bed is too small; it can't fit two people."
Ya Xiao had recovered quite a bit and giggled, saying, "Who wants to sleep with you?"
Feeling awkward, Chu Hao said, "Then shall I sleep on the couch?"
"Hmm," Ya Xiao nodded, her face blushing.
In the deep silence of the night, around one o'clock, Chu Hao called out to the room, "Ya Xiao, are you asleep yet?"
Ya Xiao didn't respond; she lay on his small bed, seemingly asleep.
Chu Hao tiptoed up to the bed, but since it was too small, he could only hold onto Ya Xiao.
Suddenly, Ya Xiao turned towards him and whispered, "Can you stop messing around? Let's sleep."
That phrase again! How could Chu Hao take it? He was a man in the prime of his youth, wasn't he? And he was eighteen and still a virgin! The youngest kid in his class was always bragging about his entanglements with countless women; it was making Chu Hao feel quite ashamed of himself.
