When Ding Ancheng was home, it was the hardest for Yi Roujing, especially at night. She didn't even know how she fell asleep, but when she woke up, she was always in his arms, which made her feel less confident when speaking.
"How about we build a dividing line in the middle, using clothes?" Yi Roujing kindly suggested one night.
Ding Ancheng gave Yi Roujing a long look, not agreeing but not expressing any objection either. So Yi Roujing naturally assumed he approved and took some clothes to make a dividing line down the middle of the bed.
Ding Ancheng lay down directly, spreading out his arms and legs, nearly sleeping on the edge of the bed to avoid touching the clothes. "You almost fell off the bed last night, and I was the one who stopped you. I graciously gave you the inner side of the bed. If I fall off tonight, will you help me?"
