After dinner...
I stretch out on the couch, patting my stomach. "Ughh… I'm so full I could roll."
Jiang mimics me, flopping down beside me like a lazy noodle. "Grwaaah… me too."
I glance at him. "Hey, Jiang… you feel like sleeping?"
He shakes his head. "No. But I feel like laying!"
I smirk. "Same, same."
His silver eyes blink wide and hopeful. "We sleep together?"
I raise an eyebrow. "Yes. But just to be clear—no spicy bed scenes, alright? I'm letting you sleep beside me because I don't wanna take my eyes off you, not because we're about to do anything wild."
Jiang nods solemnly. "Understood. Only sleepy sleep."
He flops onto the bed face-first with a fwump, and I can't help but laugh.
"Sleepy sleep," he mumbles into the pillow, already making himself at home.
I lay down beside him, placing a pillow between us like a fluffy barrier. Just in case. Can't have our limbs accidentally tangling and starting a scandal.
