Maybe he shouldn't explain, because Lou Huan was frightened by his words and was at least ten meters away from him.

If it weren't for the wall behind me, I would probably be farther away.

Lou Huan blushed and called him a gangster. Xiao Sheng thought to himself that if he was really a gangster, he would have executed her on the spot.

After a long while, Xiao Sheng said: "You sleep on the bed tonight."

Lou Huan asked dubiously: "Is it true?"

"Yeah." Xiao Sheng nodded, his eyes not looking deceptive.

"What about you?" Lou Huan gradually relaxed.

"You can also sleep in a wheelchair." Xiao Sheng promised her, "I will get you a new quilt tomorrow, don't worry."

Lou Huan pursed his lips and looked at his wheelchair. It was carefully built and was indeed very comfortable to sit on, but not necessarily for sleeping.

In high school, Lou Huan felt sleepy and dozed off in a chair. In the end, not only did he not sleep well, he also suffered from backache and neck pain.

Isn't it really good to let him sleep in a wheelchair?

Lou Huan's hesitation all fell into Xiao Sheng's eyes, and he suddenly remembered one thing. Lou Huan was the easiest to feel pity and sympathy for him.

Such people are often very soft-hearted.

"You don't have to worry about me. This is how I came here for a while." Xiao Sheng deliberately avoided her eyes and told the story casually, "When my leg was first injured, I needed help getting in and out of bed."

As expected, Lou Huan's attention was attracted, "You don't want others to help, so you sleep in a wheelchair?"

"Yeah." Xiao Sheng hated himself for being useless. Before his mother's revenge was avenged, something happened to his leg.

He refuses anyone's help and gets angry at anyone who touches him, so it is not unreasonable for outsiders to say that he has a bad temper.

But he is not angry at others, he is angry at himself.

Later, his uncle came to see him secretly, bringing Yu Cheng and the genius doctor Qi Yuan, and told him that if he continued to refuse help from others, he would have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life and let those who hurt him and his mother be proud.

After his mother passed away, Xiao Sheng had only one thought: to avenge his mother.

He accepted help from Yu Cheng and Qi Yuan, but still insisted on getting into or out of the wheelchair by himself.

His legs were weak, so he exercised his waist and arm strength.

It wasn't until he could sit on and off the wheelchair by his own strength that he felt like he was in control of his life again.

But before that, he spent night after night in a wheelchair, and the resentment in his heart surpassed the physical discomfort, so he did not feel uncomfortable sleeping in a wheelchair.

But Lou Huan has not experienced this.

Due to my unlucky nature, I often bumped into each other, but I never got seriously injured.

Lou Huan was cared for by his family and grew up. Every time he heard about Xiao Sheng's painful past, he would feel inexplicable pain in his heart.

"It's uncomfortable to sleep sitting down." Lou Huan finished.

Xiao Sheng knew that she had softened her heart and raised the corners of her lips imperceptibly.

"It's okay." He said calmly, "I used to sleep sitting up a lot, but now it's just tonight."

"Often?" Lou Huan caught the word and frowned immediately, "No, it was before, but now I can't sleep in a wheelchair all night."

About to take the bait.

Xiao Sheng was secretly proud, looking at the big gray bed with a calm face, "There is only one quilt."

Lou Huan gritted her teeth, "It doesn't matter." She saw the pillows on the bed and came up with a plan, "I'll put the pillows in the middle. As long as we don't cross the pillows, each sleeps on his own."

Taken the bait.

Xiao Sheng responded, "Alright."

"Hmm, uh-huh." Lou Huan felt a little uncomfortable.

Two people were lying on the same bed, sharing a quilt with a pillow in between.

At first glance, I thought it was a family of three.

Lou Huan didn't fall asleep for a long time. He kept staring at the ceiling and didn't know what he was thinking. But the young master Xiao next to him fell asleep first again.

The only one suffering is herself.

Lou Huan felt that she was making too much of a fuss. Young Master Xiao couldn't move his legs and feet, so he certainly couldn't do anything to her.

To say that it is dangerous, it is only Young Master Xiao who is dangerous.

But she was very nervous, her heart was beating wildly, and she couldn't hold it down no matter how deep she took a breath.

Finally, I was so sleepy that I fell asleep with my eyelids drooped.

As soon as he fell asleep, Xiao Sheng opened his eyes, and the crystal lamp that had fallen down from the ceiling flickered in his dark eyes.

If Lou Huan doesn't sleep anymore, he will expose his secret.

The sweet smell of the little girl was all around him, like a net woven from soft feathers, wrapping him so he couldn't move, and his body was itching unbearably.

Things that disturbed his sleep should be pushed away, but he was greedy for this smell and would rather stay without being able to sleep.

The sleeping person snorted, raised his hand to cover his eyes, Xiao Sheng looked at the light that was always on, and reached out to turn it off.

The room was pitch dark, and Xiao Sheng couldn't see his fingers. He could only wait quietly for his eyes to adapt to the darkness.

He kept his ears open and paid attention to the movements around him. His breathing was even and long, and he seemed to be sleeping well.

Xiao Sheng gently opened the quilt and was about to get out of bed, when a soft arm suddenly came over.

Lou Huan turned over, and his soft fingers just touched Xiao Sheng's wrist, and his fingertips seemed to have touched a heat source.

Seemingly dissatisfied with the small amount of heat, Lou Huan moved his body and hugged Xiao Sheng's hand.

The little head was scratched.

Xiao Sheng froze and did not dare to move.

For a long time, there was no sign of Lou Huan letting go, so Xiao Sheng had no choice but to lie down.

As soon as he lay down, his whole arm was pulled over to hug him, and this time his little head rubbed against his arm.

Like a lazy cat that relies on its owner and acts like a baby.

Xiao Sheng's lips went dry for a while, and he stared at the white ceiling. After maintaining this posture for two hours, his arms became numb.

However, there are still four or five hours until dawn.

His arms may not be able to support it, so he turned around and took away the pillow in the middle.

The other hand went around Lou Huan's back, and after hesitating for a long time, he put his hand up and held her waist.

Very soft, as soft as her hand.

Just as he was about to take him into his arms, Lou Huan already consciously moved closer to his chest, curled up in his arms like a kitten, and let go of his numb arms.

Holding such a soft ball, a low and restrained breath could be heard in the quiet air.

After a long time, Xiao Sheng fell asleep.

He fell asleep for the first time since Lou Huan slept next to him.

The first person to wake up was Lou Huan. He woke up from the heat, as if there was a big stove next to him, so he started to kick off the quilt.

Kicking and kicking, Xiao Sheng's leg was kicked.

And he was holding something solid and warm in his hand.

When Lou Huan opened her eyes, she saw that it was Master Xiao's arm, and she was still sleeping in Master Xiao's arms.

She was so frightened that she jumped away immediately and almost fell off the bed.

Xiao Sheng was not woken up and was still lying down in the same position as last night. When Lou Huan saw this situation, he must have been there last night.

Young Master Xiao's legs are weak and he never sleeps in the same position.

Lou Huan grabbed a handful of his hair, with a look of panic and self-blame in his eyes.

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Qin Le.

Lou Huan: [It’s over, I slept on the ceiling last night...]
Chapter completed!