Qin Yinan didn't wake her. He stared at her sleeping face quietly until she woke up. Then, he passed her some water to gargle her mouth. They cleaned up as best as they could on top of the hill before returning to the city.
At 10 am, Qin Yinan's car entered Beijing.
The night before had taken a toll on Cheng Qingchong. As Qin Yinan drove home, she leaned against the chair and closed her eyes to take a rest. When she woke up, the sun was shining generously through the windshield. Remembering that neither of them had eaten breakfast yet, she offered, "What do you want to have for breakfast? Drop me off by the market. I'll go buy some ingredients and cook something for you when we get home."
Qin Yinan nodded and said, "Okay."
Cheng Qingchong smiled. Qin Yinan stared right ahead; his expression was serene, but his eyes had a flash of iciness in them.
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