"You're an adult now, why do you insist on squeezing into bed with me?"
Ever since she sent Ruan Hongzhuang back to her grandmother's house at the age of twelve, Jiang Yingxue had never again shared a bed to sleep.
But tonight, Jiang Yingxue insisted on squeezing into the same bed with her.
Even though the bed was big and not cramped at all, Ruan Hongzhuang still felt very uncomfortable.
"Didn't you say you wanted to stay and keep me company?"
"I did say that, but I meant you sleep in your bed, and I sleep in mine..."
"How is that keeping me company? Of course, we should sleep in the same bed and have mother-daughter whispers."
"Tch, what's there to talk about with you?" Ruan Hongzhuang said with a look of disdain.
"There's a lot to talk about. You can tell me more about your boyfriend; Mom loves to hear it." Jiang Yingxue moved closer to her daughter.
Ruan Hongzhuang turned over, facing away from her.
Jiang Yingxue slapped her back lightly, displeased.
