Hou Fen immediately blamed herself.
She should bring a sleeping bag. In the past, when Qin Yu was shooting, she'd also encountered such situations. She couldn't return to the hotel to sleep properly and could only sleep in her sleeping bag for a while. But such situations were rare. And she didn't expect Fan Xiaobo to start the shooting immediately after they arrived here.
"President Liang, why don't you go back to sleep, and I'll stay behind to accompany Qin Yu?" Hou Fen's fingers were clenching her pants as she said guiltily.
"No need." Liang Jiahao gently patted Qin Yu's back as if he was coaxing a child to sleep. His face was gentle. "She'll sleep better in my arms."
"Alright." Hou Fen pursed her lips and looked toward the other resting tent. Arthur was already asleep in his own sleeping bag. And he was snoring, too. "T-Thank you for your hard work, President Liang. We'll come early tomorrow morning to swap the place with you."
