As he did so, Su Zhinian slowly fell back to sleep.
Due to everything that had happened the night before, it was already 11 am when Song Qingchun woke up.
Initially, Song Qingchun was still at a loss. She prepared to stretch like she usually did when she realized she was in Su Zhinian's bedroom. She raised her head in alarm, and Su Zhinian's breath-taking features were revealed before her eyes.
He looked much better than the night before. Even though his face was still pale, it was livelier than the previous day. At least, he was sleeping and not fainted. His breathing was even, and there was even a hint of a smile on his lips.
