Weisheng Yueren had just woken up, of course not feeling sleepy, but Qinghe, having eaten her fill, felt drowsy. She snuggled in Weisheng Yueren's arms, watching his favorite animated film with him, chatting intermittently, feeling somewhat sleepy.
"Kid, I'm leaving in a couple of days, and you agreed to it, so no take-backs." The person, whose eyes were almost closing, didn't forget about this. She had to make sure, lest she wanted to leave and he would stubbornly not let her, which wouldn't be out of character for him.
"Okay."
"Hehe, such a good boy, muah." The person in his arms rarely showed this adorable and silly side, her moist red lips puckered, making a kissing sound. This was something she had practiced from her time spent coaxing children.
The person who usually loved this and would take the opportunity to steal a kiss was motionless today, just looking at her delicate lips, his eyes deepening slightly.
