After dinner, Yan Qingyi did not go back to her room to read the newspaper. She just sat quietly beside Wan Xiao. Once she sat down, it was already nine o'clock.
Yan Qingyi looked at Wanxiao and said bashfully, "Old Wan, why don't you stop sleeping next door from now on?"
Wan Xiao turned to look at Yan Qingyi. His brows furrowed slightly as he replied with a simple "En"