Gao Jiaxing was sometimes very tired and wanted to put Xia Xiao down, but seeing her asleep, he persisted and continued walking back to the production team.
Night had fallen, and everyone had gone to bed early; they had to get up early the next day to work.
That's why there were few night owls at this time; some people even started sleeping around seven or eight o'clock. After all, lighting the oil lamp was expensive, and everyone was accustomed to going to bed and getting up early.
"Xia Xiao, we're here," Gao Jiaxing called out.
"Oh, we're here." Xia Xiao was also awake by then.
Gao Jiaxing put Xia Xiao down and said, "You should head back quickly. If anyone in the dorm asks, just say you were at my place."
"I got it, thank you, Brother Gao," Xia Xiao thanked Gao Jiaxing and then left.
