He slightly raised his eyes and smiled, "Yu Jingrong, what are you daydreaming about?"
Yu Jingrong hmphed, feeling that something was amiss, but since Li Chengyun didn't want to talk about it, she didn't feel it was right to ask any more.
After a moment of thought, recalling the phone call Li Chengyun had taken, she surmised that something must have happened. She pursed her lips and looked at Li Chengyun, whose expression had become gentle, "Li Chengyun, you should really get some rest."
Without waiting for Li Chengyun to speak, Yu Jingrong gently laughed, "All this time, it's been you taking care of me, watching over me. Today, I want to watch over you as you sleep!"
A flicker of surprise crossed Li Chengyun's eyes, but he covered it well; to Yu Jingrong, it seemed as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
