Back in the bedroom, Xiao Qiao saw Qi Yunmo lying on her bed reading a book.
He was only wearing pajamas and no shirt.
To be honest, even if he has a good figure and eight-pack abs, he doesn't need to show it off every day.
Xiao Qiao closed the door, "Why don't you wear clothes?"
Qi Yunmo raised his head: "I don't like to wear clothes when sleeping."
"But you have to take my feelings into consideration."
"So I put on pants."
Xiao Qiao's head was full of black lines, "I also need to put on some clothes."
Qi Yunmo said helplessly: "I won't be able to sleep."
Xiao Qiao knows that everyone has some little hobbies.
But she didn't expect that such a perfect man as Qi Yunmo would have the habit of sleeping without clothes on.
"You try it, what if you fall asleep?"
"Don't try, I really can't sleep."
Seeing his sincerity, Xiao Qiao felt helpless, "Okay, you can sleep like this. But you can't sleep on the bed, I'll make a bed for you."
"Remember to pad it thickly, I'm not used to laying the floor."
"knew."
Xiao Qiao laid two quilts on the ground and put sheets on them, "Come and try, is this okay?"
Qi Yunmo got out of bed very cooperatively and lay down on the floor.
He turned over and frowned slightly: "No, let's put another bed on it."
"But I don't have a quilt here." Xiao Qiao was embarrassed.
If she went out to look for a quilt, she would definitely be suspected.
Qi Yunmo didn't let her be embarrassed: "That's it, it doesn't matter."
"Is it really okay?"
"Yeah." Qi Yun Mo responded a little reluctantly, and Xiao Qiao naturally heard it.
She squatted down and patted the mat. She thought it was fine, but a little hard.
Qi Yunmo has been pampered since he was a child, so he will definitely not be used to sleeping on the floor, and she would not be used to sleeping on it.
And people have a habit of choosing a bed, which makes it even more difficult to sleep.
Xiao Qiao said generously: "You go and sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the floor."
Qi Yunmo lay still and raised his lips in a funny way: "How is this possible? I have no problem. You don't have to worry."
"No, you go and sleep on the bed. I can sleep on the floor." Xiao Qiao insisted.
"Don't argue with me. Even if I really can't get used to sleeping on the floor, I won't change it with you."
Xiao Qiao glared at him and said, "Stop showing off your authority at this time. Go and sleep on the bed..."
"Do you think it's possible?" Qi Yunmo asked seriously.
Xiao Qiao knew that he had always been a gentleman, and he would definitely not agree if he asked him to sleep on the bed while she slept on the floor.
Xiao Qiao said helplessly: "Then you can sleep here. If you don't get used to it, just tell me."
"good."
Xiao Qiao ignored him and took her pajamas to take a shower.
She walked into the bathroom and found a new towel hanging next to her towel, and an extra toothbrush where she kept her toothbrush.
Not only that, it seems as if the whole bathroom smells a little more...
Why is Qi Yunmo’s sense of presence so strong?
The home she had lived in for more than ten years suddenly felt like she was completely filled by him.
Xiao Qiao could only attribute this to the man's powerful presence.
…
After taking a shower and drying her hair, Xiao Qiao walked out of the bathroom and found that Qi Yunmo had closed his eyes.
He must be very tired.
Xiao Qiao slowed down, went to bed gently, then turned off the light and went to sleep.
Originally, she also had the habit of reading at night, but tonight was not suitable for reading.
Xiao Qiao was lying on the bed, covered with quilt but couldn't sleep for a long time.
She was not used to having a man in the bedroom, even though they had slept in the same room for a while.