Yu Yanshen fell silent for a while, as if entering a shallow sleep.
Yao Qing didn't speak either, until he said in an extremely low and husky voice, "You're very well-behaved."
His self-control was too poor.
She was well-behaved, yet he looked as if he hadn't slept all night?
Yao Qing wanted to ask if he had sneaked off to see someone in the middle of the night, but seeing how tired he looked, she kept quiet.
It was still early, so she snuggled into his arms and slept for a while.
If time could be frozen at this moment, that would actually be quite nice.
Snuggling and snuggling, she dozed off, sleeping for nearly two hours.
She got up around nine, changed her clothes. When she came out, breakfast was already laid out on the dining table.
Blinding light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window, and she raised her hand to shield her eyes.
When she lowered the arm that was covering her face, the man's figure had already appeared before her.
He was neatly dressed.
