When Meng Xi'er regained consciousness, she heard soft rustling noises around her. She forced her eyes open and saw Lu Yebai getting dressed in the morning light.
The beautiful morning sun fell on the man's handsome face, even the faint fuzz on his skin was clearly visible. He put on a white shirt and was buttoning his cuffs. Seemingly aware of her gaze, he turned and looked at her.
"Are you awake?"
Meng Xi'er clutched the covers, and slightly nodded.
"Can you get up?"
He asked again.
The expression on Meng Xi'er's face was a bit rigid. It took her a while to manage a tiny whisper, "No strength..."
After uttering these words, she seemed a bit embarrassed, lightly biting her lower lip.
Lu Yebai had already dressed. Compared to her weak body still lying in bed, he seemed as lively as a dragon.
As he was about to leave, he glanced at her and said, "I had someone bring you food. Rest here today."
