C88 Small skirmish

When she was half asleep, Zhao Yilin felt the bed shaking slightly, and a pair of large hands took her into their arms.

"Did you sleep?"

Zhao Yilin was about to fall asleep. At first, she did not want to talk to him, but she was afraid that he would be lonely. She answered under her breath, "Soon."

"Since you're not asleep, let me ask you something."

Huo Yelin's voice sounded serious