"Let Xiao Jiu sleep in the middle."
The man had showered. He was wearing a robe that Ling Er had made for him. It was custom-made for him, so it fits him very well.
He glanced at Xiao Jiu, who was playing happily on the bed. He had thought of everything except sleeping. He didn't expect this.
The man looked at her. "Xiao Jiu is in the middle. What about me?"
Ling Er thought that he did not like sleeping with children, so she said, "Why don't you go back to your room to sleep?"
The man was surprised. "You want to chase me away?"
"Ziqing, that's not what I meant." Ling Er took a few steps forward and grabbed the man's hand. She explained, "I'm afraid that you don't like sleeping with children, so I let you go back to your room to sleep."
The man had a serious obsession with cleanliness, and he didn't like sleeping in the same bed with others.
