Qin Yun sat up on her own and prepared to get out of bed. Hearing Pei Yan's words, she pondered a moment and mumbled, "…not bad."
Pei Yan rubbed his sore shoulder and slightly numb arm, giving Qin Yun a sidelong glance, he said seemingly casually, "Not bad is good. After all, I was practically tossed around all night by someone and didn't get any sleep."
Just as Qin Yun was about to get out of bed, she froze, nearly falling off the bed.
Thinking about how when she woke up, through the haze, she indeed seemed to hear Pei Yan's usual remarks, could it be that she is particularly restless after she falls asleep?
The more Qin Yun thought about it, the guiltier she felt. She awkwardly coughed and tentatively proposed, "Coughing, maybe I should sleep at my rented place tonight?"
