The room was still silent, and just as Wang Ye couldn't bear it any longer and was about to kick the door, the tightly closed door finally opened slowly.
The door slammed shut with a "bang".
At the foot of the bed, Xia Qin was still sitting in the same leisurely manner, but there was a faint air of nobility and elegance. She gently rubbed her beautiful eyes, glanced at the slightly pitiful Wang Ye, and said lightly, "Do not come within five steps of me."
"Then where am I supposed to sleep?" Wang Ye couldn't help but interject. The space in the room was small, with only a bed, a desk, a small dining table, and a couple of cabinets. The entire room from east to west was at most seven or eight steps. Taking five more steps would basically push him to the opposite wall corner.
"You sleep on the bed," Xia Qin stood up from the bed.
