Li Tingyan looked at Nianyang's awkwardly blushing face and knew that she was thinking about that night they had shared a bed in the county.
Thinking back, he had indeed gone too far that morning, coaxing her into alleviating him, no wonder she now feared being alone with him, which was not a good sign.
Li Tingyan's dark eyes shifted, and he didn't mention anything about Nianyang sleeping with him, instead, he reached out and grabbed the pillow and quilt from her hands.
"How could I let my woman sleep on the sofa? You sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep on the sofa."
Nianyang was stunned, "But you're so big, I'm afraid the sofa won't fit you..."
Li Tingyan thought to himself this was exactly the effect he was going for, and he went straight to the sofa, lay down, curled his legs, and said, "See, it fits."
