"Having no idea is the right answer!" Satisfied with He Teng's response, He Zhilan nodded and leaned towards him. She grabbed He Teng's hand and placed it under her face, closing her eyes as she rested her face on it.
He Teng didn't anticipate He Zhilan's sudden movement. His palm now cradled He Zhilan's warm face. Her skin was soft and delicate — it was as smooth as beautiful jade, tempting him to stroke it briefly with his fingers.
But he only touched her once.
"Alright, sleep your sleep, stop messing around!" He Teng sighed, withdrawing his hand and gently patting He Zhilan's head. He didn't pull back immediately but continued to lightly touch her soft hair.
"I'll sleep now, but you aren't allowed to leave before I fall asleep! If I wake up and you're not there, I will go to your dorm to look for you!" He Zhilan warned with wide eyes. Upon hearing He Teng's agreement, she finally closed her eyes in relief.
