When it was time to go to bed, Song Yun was arranged to sleep in Ye Qingqing's boudoir.
Smelling Ye Qingqing's scent on the bedding, Song Yun was restless, but given that he was at his father-in-law's house, he didn't dare act out. No matter how much his father-in-law liked him, he would certainly side with his daughter on this matter.
Tossing and turning, Song Yun just couldn't fall asleep, so parched and thirsty, he got up planning to find some water in the living room.
He had barely reached the stairs when he collided with a shadow next to him.
Upon closer inspection, it was Ye Qingqing!
"What are you doing up so late?" Ye Qingqing, having been bumped into, winced and asked dissatisfiedly.
"I missed you so much I couldn't sleep. I thought I might steal you away!"
Song Yun pulled Ye Qingqing back into the room, followed by a deep kiss.
