After falling into silence for a few seconds, Wen Qingmu said, “Nothing. Let’s sleep.”
Upon hearing that, Su Luoli closed her eyes again.
After a short moment, it was another round of poking.
Su Luoli opened her eyes another time and asked, “What on earth do you want?”
“Nothing. Go to sleep.” He turned around, his back facing Su Luoli.
After a short while, he rolled over again. Just when he was about to stick out a finger, it was immediately caught by Su Luoli. “What the f*ck do you want?!” She wasn’t asleep all this while; she was staring at Wen Qingmu.