Then, she heard Nan Sichen's low laughter and his deep voice, "Hungry?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Yin was reminded of what he had said last night and, fearing that he would repeat it, she hastily shook her head, "No, no, no, I'm not hungry."
"Silly," Nan Sichen commented, before he swung his legs over the side of the bed and exited the room.
Qin Yin stealthily peeked out from her cocoon of blankets to watch his departing silhouette, wondering what he was up to.
After what seemed like ages, she saw Sichen return with several Mooncakes and some small dishes.
He placed the food on the table nearby, then returned to the bedside. Qin Yin swiftly closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. He then scooped her up, blanket and all, and carried her to the table.
Face flush from embarrassment, Qin Yin opened her eyes. She was, after all, completely naked inside that blanket—her arms and hands included.
"Which one do you want to eat?"
Nan Sichen asked softly, holding chopsticks in his hand.
