He slept until dawn.
A faint light shone in from the window, and Xu Wenping woke up from his dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw a beautiful face and light breathing.
Xu Wenping wanted to pull his hand away gently, but Yu Youling opened her eyes. Their eyes met, and Yu Youling's face turned slightly red.
Xu Wenping didn't know what to say. He chuckled and said, "Cough, cough, Xiao Yu, that…"
Yu Youling interrupted him and asked first, which made Xu Wenping feel a little helpless. Just as he was about to answer, he heard Yu Youling say, "It's okay. It wasn't your fault last night. I don't need you to take responsibility."
Xu Wenping calmed down for a moment, then said gently, "Uh... You... Do you want to get up and eat breakfast…"
As she spoke, Yu Youling's voice became as soft as a mosquito. "My legs are sore."
