It wasn't until she underwent the beating rain and raging wind, when she almost became a wilted little flower lying on the bed after being battered by the rain, that Changqing realized she wasn't dreaming.
She lay on his chest, grumbling weakly, "Chuchu, why aren't you tired at all after doing the night shift?"
Song Chuyi kissed her forehead and didn't say anything. Of course, he didn't dare to tell her that after she left, he kept thinking about the thing they didn't manage to finish. "My stamina's good. You, on the other hand, came back quite early. Why are you still so tired?"
"… Didn't get enough sleep." Changqing pouted. She also didn't dare to tell him that she was so excited last night that she couldn't fall asleep for a very long time.
Song Chuchu caressed her skin and closed his eyes, falling asleep within a minute.
Changqing hugged him and slept for an hour plus until Wen Tong called to rush her.
