"Not speaking?" The room had always been filled with only his voice. He slowly released her from his embrace, sat up, and grabbed the medicine from the coffee table. Using his hand, he pried her mouth open and stuffed the pill inside.
The bitter taste immediately made her frown deeply. She then sat up from the sofa, and Yang Hexuan handed her a glass of water. She quickly took a few big gulps.
"It would've been better if you had just obediently taken it earlier."
Xia Yan put down the cup in her hand and asked him lightly, "What medicine is this?"
"Cold medicine."
Upon hearing this, she lay back down, seemingly afraid he would try to get in again. She tightly wrapped the blanket around herself on both sides.
"Go sleep on the bed."
"I'll just sleep here."
While speaking, she couldn't help but think that when she woke up in the morning, she was on the bed, and he was sleeping on the sofa, but she clearly remembered sleeping on the sofa...
