"Ahem!"
Jiang Xiaobai noticed Tang Ningshuang's gaze and cleared his throat before asking, "Miss Tang, you... haven't been awake this whole time, have you?"
"Of course not!"
At those words, Tang Ningshuang opened her eyes and said coolly, "If you hadn't spoken just now, I'd still be sleeping like a log!"
"Oh?"
Jiang Xiaobai raised his brows. "Then you still haven't explained why you came over here."
"I was worried you might be in danger, so..."
Tang Ningshuang paused. "So I moved closer to you!"
"That way, I could protect you better. That's all. It absolutely wasn't because I was scared of those stories of yours!"
"Absolutely not!"
"Huh?"
Surprise spread across Jiang Xiaobai's face. "Really?"
"Yes!"
Tang Ningshuang nodded, her face taut. "Really!"
Jiang Xiaobai fought to keep the corners of his mouth down.
Who would believe that!
With that thought, Jiang Xiaobai said, "If you can't sleep right now, how about I write a few more stories for you to read?"
"There are even better stories later on in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio!"
"No need. I'm not interested in stories right now!"
The moment Tang Ningshuang heard that, her body went rigid and her face paled. Finally, she shot Jiang Xiaobai a vicious glare, jumped off the bed, and headed outside.
Watching Tang Ningshuang leave, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help chuckling.
After he heard the door close, Jiang Xiaobai lay back down.
But shortly after he closed his eyes, he heard another faint noise.
Jiang Xiaobai cracked his eyes open and took a look, only to see Tang Ningshuang quietly slipping back inside.
Then she sat by the head of his bed again and leaned back there.
At the sight, Jiang Xiaobai nearly laughed out loud.
To keep her from noticing, he simply buried his head under