His fingertips brushed aside her bangs, carefully checking for any signs of injury on her head, and said, "It really didn't hurt when you fell?"
"No. It was thrown by a woman, not much strength, it didn't hurt."
Even if it didn't hurt her, he still felt tender-hearted. He lifted her face, looking left and right.
She was almost embarrassed by his scrutiny.
"Last night, I lay on the bed at home alone and suddenly thought that the bed felt too big," he sighed. "When we both sleep together, it doesn't feel like that at all. I even thought it was too small before."
The reason for it being too small was because there was no space to move around. The reason for being too big was because moving around alone is boring without company.
Shen Jiayin cooperated by saying, "You can buy a folding bed. Make it smaller when sleeping alone."
"I heard that in some countries, married couples don't sleep in the same bed every night. Each has their own bed. What do you think?"
