172 She Lied to Him

After Ye Hao left, He Xiyan felt as though the entire bed was extremely cold and she was uncomfortable by the lack of the familiar warmth by her side.

She sat up and looked at that familiar figure that lay on the sofa through the dim lighting.

It was winter and despite the heater in the castle, it was still a little chilly. His blanket was so thin that he could easily catch a cold. There was no way the sofa would be as comfortable as the bed.

He Xiyan's heart suddenly felt bad for him.

She rose from the bed quietly and walked to the sofa. Then, she saw that his eyes were wide open, as if he couldn't sleep.

"Come to bed," she pulled him up and realized that his hands were very warm.

Ye Hao frowned. His hormones were still raging wildly.

"He Xiyan…" He growled softly, as he tried to warn her.

Nonetheless, He Xiyan still resolutely dragged him back to the comfortable bed.