"Xiao Honghong? You didn't go back to sleep in your Matchbox?" I turned over and found poor Xiao Honghong squashed beneath me.
Luckily, its centipede shell was quite hard; otherwise, I really might have squashed it to death. It explained with particular pride and as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "The bed is bigger and more comfortable to sleep on. What's the matter, woman? You don't allow Master Hong to sleep in your bed??"
"So last night... You slept beside me the whole night??? We shared the bed?" I exclaimed in surprise.
Xiao Honghong replied irritably, "Don't act like you're at a loss. I, a pure and innocent worm, slept with you, and I didn't complain."
"Uh, I was flattered, please see the truth, Master Hong." After teasing Xiao Honghong, I buttered it up, "You've gained a lot after eating the chicken leg, huh? The Matchbox must be too cramped for you now, the bed is more comfortable, right?"
