Gazing into his deep purple eyes, Jian Qing's spine tensed up.
Quan Jingwu gently wiped away the milk stains on her lips, his careful movements akin to cleaning a fragile piece of art.
"Where did you go with Grandpa today? Did you encounter any tricky matters?" Jian Qing shifted her gaze uncomfortably, looking for a topic to discuss.
Quan Jingwu retracted his hand and languidly lay down, resting his head on her lap, "It's still comfortable like this."
"..."
Jian Qing placed her hands by her sides, her expression revealing a degree of unease.
"If you're tired, you can go back to bed to sleep."
Quan Jingwu turned over, his strong arm circling her slender waist and snuggling into her embrace, "No need, it's comfortable sleeping here."
The key issue is that she wasn't comfortable at all. Jian Qing grumbled inwardly.
"Sweetheart, I need to take a trip far away tomorrow," said Quan Jingwu.
Jian Qing looked down, puzzled, "Hmm? Where to?"
