Wang Dong looked at him seriously, as if he was thinking of something, but hesitating. However, he didn’t continue.

Huo Yuhao looked at the weather outside and said, “It’s not early anymore. Let’s rest, I’ll be leaving early in the morning tomorrow. Let’s not cultivate today either. I’ll sleep here tonight; we haven’t slept together in a while.”

Wang Dong’s face turned crimson, “Who’s going to sleep with you? Scram.”

Huo Yuhao laughed and said, “Aren’t you happy? I don’t even remember how many times we’ve slept together. Anyway, I’m not going to leave. You can sleep on the floor.” As he spoke, he leapt onto Wang Dong’s bed before removing his shoes. Following that, he stripped and laid down.

Wang Dong watched his roguish look and found it funny, “Why are you so shameless?”

Huo Yuhao asked, “Don’t you want to sleep barefoot with me? I still remember the first time we slept like this. You’re still a clean freak after so many years.”

Wang Dong rolled his eyes and said, “Does my obsession with cleanliness bother...