In the early morning, the rising sun shone through the window, illuminating the living room.
Chen Feng groggily woke up from his dreams and found a blanket covering him.
Turning his head, Chen Feng saw Lin Youwei, Qin Yao, and Zhao Li busy preparing breakfast, chatting and laughing.
"You're awake. You really should know better; there are rooms available, so why did you sleep on the couch? Yaoyao even got up in the middle of the night to cover you with the blanket."
As Zhao Li placed chopsticks on the dining table, she said this to Chen Feng with a smile.
"You're saying Yaoyao covered me with the blanket?"
Chen Feng was astonished.
"Yes, who else but her? I couldn't care less about doing that for you," Zhao Li chuckled.
In response, Chen Feng looked at Qin Yao, who didn't meet his gaze but instead said to Zhao Li, "I was just afraid he would freeze to death, and then you'd have to take responsibility."
