Yan Qing wanted to push Ling Hua away, but in a blink, she had fallen asleep.
He stared blankly for a while, and seeing that her breathing was even—not feigning sleep, but genuinely asleep—her long eyelashes fluttered like tiny fans. Asleep, she was peaceful and well-behaved. For a moment, he simply watched her, finding himself unable to push her away.
He could only close his eyes again, thinking that he couldn't let her wear him out like this; that little swindler would eventually eat him alive one day.
When it came to devouring someone without leaving bones behind, it was none other than the person nestled against him who was sleeping so sweetly.
Cheng Chu knew that Yan Qing had just gotten married and probably wouldn't be able to make time to go out drinking with them for a few days. Since the day he left the Marquis Duanjing Residence, he hadn't gone to bother Yan Qing. Today, unable to restrain himself, he invited a few friends to leave the city to watch the maple leaves.
