Lu Lingxiao heard the sound and turned his head back.
"Hm."
During the conversation, Ye Xi had already come to his side, handing him the blanket she'd been holding and saying, "The mountains are different from the city; it gets quite cold in the late night. I was afraid the quilt you have is too thin, so you can put this blanket on top at night. That way, you won't be cold."
As Ye Xi spoke, Lu Lingxiao kept his head raised, looking at her.
She wore a pearl-white nightgown with a jacket draped over her shoulders, and her long hair naturally cascaded down. She looked effortlessly beautiful and comfortable.
Her hair quality was excellent, a natural deep brown that under the laptop screen's glow, shimmered with a gentle luster.
Lu Lingxiao stood up to take the blanket, "Thank you."
Ye Xi nodded, tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, and turned to leave.
Unexpectedly, she felt a sudden tightness around her wrist; Lu Lingxiao had grasped her firmly.
