"Hmm, in the middle of the night, a little thief ran out of my house, and I was waiting for him to come back." An Yiqing sat up from the bed, switched on the bedside lamp, and under the warm, soft light, she looked at Gu Yelin with a smile.
His face bore some traces of blood, likely from an enemy. Judging from his complexion, he isn't injured; his breathing is even, and his heartbeat is normal.
Relief slowly washed over An Yiqing's heart. Although there was no danger, she still couldn't sleep after Gu Yelin had left, fearing he might have an accident or encounter some trouble.
Thankfully, he was all right.
Seeing the girl's relieved expression, Gu Yelin's handsome face stiffened slightly, "You knew I was going out?"
"Hmm, I guessed it." An Yiqing nodded, leaned forward, and rested her head on Gu Yelin's shoulder. "Ah Lin, the next time you have such an exhilarating task, you must take me with you."