C215 Trapped in Prison

"I'm going to sleep on the couch." Ou Jingheng put his shoes back on.

"I... I'll go. " Bai Sheng sat up and looked at Ou Jingheng's tall back. This was his house, his room, and he was always embarrassed to let the host sleep on the sofa.

"No need. "Let's go to bed early." Ou Jingheng's voice was as cold as usual. He took a thin blanket from the cloakroom and laid it on the sofa