Somewhere along the line, her head had fallen asleep atop it, and she had used it as a pillow all night long.
When Mu Lin opened those cool, clear eyes, the first thing she saw was Jing Chen's large palm.
She turned around subconsciously, "You're back." She was surprised because, according to her, he shouldn't have been able to return last night.
In truth, Mu Lin had no idea what time Jing Chen had returned last night. After becoming pregnant, and because she was at the Jing household, her once vigilant guard slowly dissipated.
Of course, only at the Jing household.
But now, her reflexes had really... Never mind.
"Mmm." Jing Chen looked at Mu Lin with a gentle smile, "Did you sleep well? Did the baby kick you?"
"Not bad, he's been good." Mu Lin nodded, her lips curving upward involuntarily when she spoke of the child, lingered in bed a little while longer, then wiggled a bit, trying to sit up. Jing Chen immediately sat up and supported her with his unnumbed hand, "Be careful."
