"Master, it's so uncomfortable sleeping in a bathrobe, can I take it off?"
"No way!"
"It's really uncomfortable, it's so thick and not form-fitting, do you feel comfortable wearing it?"
"Still no."
"Come on, Master, just let me take it off. I'm not going to do anything to you. Are you scared?"
"Us being a master and student sleeping on the same bed is already abnormal enough. Taking this off would be even worse!"
"You've slept with me before, and besides, I'm still wearing underwear. It's not like I'm not wearing anything. Anyway, I won't wear this to sleep."
"Alright, alright, you little pesterer, you really leave me no choice."
"Hehe, I knew Master is the best. Hey, Master, aren't you taking it off too? C'mon, if you won't, I'll help you."
"Alright, alright, I'll take it off myself."
Under Lu Yaobing's persistent persuasion, Song Xiaodong finally took off the bathrobe, but he said: "Then sleep quietly, don't get too close to me."
