"Whoa! You weren't asleep!"
Wang Dong'er let out a startled shriek, clearly badly frightened. Then she remembered what she'd just done, and her face turned even redder.
"Are you stupid? We're Limit Douluo now, and our spiritual power has become divine sense. Our senses are incredibly sharp."
Chen Ming lay on his side, watching her with an amused expression. His gaze made Wang Dong'er's skin crawl, so she immediately wrapped herself up in the blanket and said in a mock-ferocious voice:
"Why are you looking at me like that?!"
"Nothing. I just didn't expect someone to sneak around doing something like that."
"I...I wasn't sneaking around! I did it openly!"
The moment she heard him accuse her of sneaking around, she fired back. Chen Ming stopped teasing her, lay down on the bed, and got ready to sleep.
"Enough. Get some rest. Staying up late is bad for you."
Wang Dong'er was stunned when he simply lay down to sleep. Her mind went blank for a moment, and when she finally came around, a question mark appeared over her head.
"A-Ming?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"
"What would I want to ask?"
Wang Dong'er stared at him, utterly bewildered by his complete lack of curiosity. Unwilling to give up, she pressed him:
"I mean...aren't you curious about my situation now?"
"No."
"...No! You have to be curious!"
Wang Dong'er had meant to surprise him, but instead she'd been the one surprised—and he wasn't even curious. She immediately marched over to confront him.
But Chen Ming still looked as languid as ever, and his reply was just as casual.
"I'm not curious."
"You are!"
"I'm not."
"You are!!!"
At last, Wang Dong'er crawled into Chen Ming's blanket and straddled his stomach, clutching his collar with both