When Chu Molin finished washing the bowls and returned to the room, Qin Xue had already fallen asleep, which made Chu Molin feel quite depressed.
Early the next morning, Qin Xue woke up and was immediately startled by the sight that greeted her. She covered her chest with her hands and gasped, "Are you trying to scare me to death?"
"What are you doing?" Qin Xue asked, looking at the handsome face in front of her. Anyone would be frightened upon opening their eyes to see a magnified face staring directly at them, wouldn't they?
"You were snoring." As soon as the resentful voice fell, Chu Molin flicked Qin Xue's forehead.
"Well, you..." Qin Xue's words trailed off.
Last night, Chu Molin stared at the little head nestled against his chest. He really wanted to move her over to sleep, but seeing her peaceful sleeping face, he couldn't bear to disturb her. As a result, his leg was pinned down by a large thigh, making it numb from lack of blood circulation.
