Mo Weiyi, after taking a shower, came out to find Xiao Yebai reading on the bedside.
The man was wearing a comfortable, casual, dark-colored robe, spectacles perched on the bridge of his nose, his slender fair fingers gripping the book. His appearance was refined and elegant.
Mo Weiyi pursed her lips and sat down at the dressing table, beginning her own skincare routine.
The room was very quiet.
A quietness that felt somewhat eerie.
Mo Weiyi remained silent, and so did Xiao Yebai, as if they had both decided to do so.
About half an hour later, Mo Weiyi patted her face and got up, walking over to the bedside.
As she pulled back the thin blanket, she turned off all the lights in the room, leaving only one desk lamp for him.
No sooner had she settled herself down than "pop", Xiao Yebai reached out to turn off that desk lamp too.
After a rustling sound, a warm, distinctly masculine fragrance unique to Xiao Yebai wafted towards her.
