Liang Xiaohan was sleeping soundly at the moment, looking as if she was comfortably stepping into dreamland. Perhaps it was subconsciously that she turned over, and then subconsciously clamped her legs together. This is like some people who like to cuddle a doll when sleeping; everyone has some subconscious habits when they sleep.
Liang Xiaohan's habit might be sleeping with her legs clamping onto something, she was just clamping onto one corner of the quilt, which suddenly dropped and was picked up by Hao Jian.
As soon as the quilt was placed down, it got clamped again, leaving Hao Jian with an expression full of helplessness.
He knew Liang Xiaohan's temperament well; if she were startled awake when pulling his hand away, upon opening her eyes and finding his hand clamped between her legs, she certainly wouldn't think about what actually happened. Her thoughts would definitely drift to the filthy side of things.
