"Sister, what are you talking about? Who's being completely dominated by him?" Upon hearing this, Xia Zhining's face turned red as she retorted.
"Zhining, you've been talking in your sleep these past few nights, murmuring Mo Lang's name. Sleep talking doesn't lie." Xia Zhiqing covered her mouth and laughed.
Due to Xia Zhiqing's pregnancy, it was inconvenient for her to get up at night, and Xia Zhining was worried that the servants wouldn't take care of her carefully enough, so she stayed and ate and slept with Xia Zhiqing.
Anyway, the sisters were used to it before.
"Ah." Upon hearing this, Xia Zhining's face turned crimson, she said shyly and anxiously, "How could I talk in my sleep, and even mention him? You must have heard it wrong, sister."
"Then just assume I heard it wrong." Xia Zhiqing chuckled.
Xia Zhining had no choice but to change the topic, "Sister, what you said before could be wrong. What if it isn't?"
