After the serious matters were settled, Jiang Cangyue couldn't help but speak up again: "Why don't you flip the quilt over? The other side isn't damp."
Summer had yet to arrive, and the nights were naturally chilly. If they were to sit here until dawn, they would surely catch a cold by the next day.
He appeared no sturdier than she was. While she was lost in thought, the young man flipped the quilt over and spread it across the clean wooden floorboards. "Together."
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