He has already told her their current situation, but she still has the heart to sleep?
Ye Qiqi yawned to himself, rubbed his red eyes, looked at Mo Hanqing pitifully and said, "Master, are you really not sleepy..."
Mo Hanqing's eyes swept back and forth on her face several times, and then took another look at the situation in the room.
In the whole house, there was only some straw spread in one corner, and some firewood piled in the other corner.
In the center of the room was the bonfire they had just lit, which was still crackling.
"How...are you going to sleep?" Mo Hanqing hesitated for a moment, then asked Ye Qiqi.
"Ah?" Ye Qiqi was startled for a moment, then stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his head and said in a weak voice: "Just sleep like this. Isn't that the only place to sleep in this house?"
“…”
Mo Hanqing stared at her, his lips moved slightly, and finally he flicked his sleeves and robe, silently walked to the outermost edge of the straw-covered ground, sat down and said, "I sleep on the outside, and you sleep on the inside."
"Oh..." Ye Qiqi looked at where he was sitting, then at the corner, and asked with puzzled eyes: "Master, aren't you going to sleep with me?"
“…”
Mo Hanqing was choked by her question.
After a while, he said in a cold voice: "Ye Qiqi..."
"Um?"
"We haven't gotten to the point of sleeping together yet."
"Oh..." Ye Qiqi blinked, hesitated for a moment, and then continued to ask: "Then what kind of relationship can sleep together?"
"couple."
"couple?"
"Your future husband can sleep with you, and my future wife can sleep with me." Mo Hanqing took a deep breath, suppressed the irritability in her heart, and explained patiently to her.
"Okay..." Ye Qiqi's little face suddenly fell.
Mo Hanqing glanced at her lightly and lay down on the outermost edge of the straw.
The hard ground rubbed his back, and the earthy smell of straw surrounded him.
Mo Hanqing sighed quietly in his heart.
He had been well-fed and well-clothed since he was a child, and this was the first time he slept on the ground covered with straw.
It seemed that his life had been completely overturned since he came to Feihe Villa.
Mo Hanqing put his hands behind his head and turned his head. Where he lay, he could see the scenery outside the window.
In the dark night sky, a bright moon was emitting a soft light. There were gusts of wind passing by outside the house, and there was the crackling sound of fire burning inside the house.
After a moment of silence, Ye Qiqi's soft voice sounded not far behind him: "Young Master..."
"Um?"
Mo Hanqing responded lightly, still looking out the window and not looking back.
"Can only husband and wife sleep in the same bed?" Ye Qiqi's voice contained a hint of hope.
"Yeah." Mo Hanqing responded with an almost inaudible sound from his nose.
"Then those who share the same bed...are they all husband and wife?"
"Um… "
Mo Hanqing responded lazily, then closed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Go to sleep, it's getting late."
"Okay..." Ye Qiqi replied obediently and stopped talking.
There was a bonfire in the house, so it was quite warm.
It was just that the hard ground was rubbing against his back, making him unable to sleep at all.