Suddenly turning on the light in the room and sitting up from the bed, Nanyan saw that Lu Beicheng was sleeping beside her without knowing when he had come. She immediately grew irritated, picked up a pillow next to her, and began to pummel him fiercely, "Lu Beicheng, are you sick? Can't you make some noise in the middle of the night? And why aren't you sleeping? Why are you staring at me?"
She hadn't been scared by the thunder in the middle of the night; it was his gaze that frightened her.
If it weren't for her strong heart, she might have really been sent packing just now.
Lu Beicheng was hit by the pillow, completely confused, "What sort of noise should I make in the middle of the night? And why can't I look at you?"
He was looking at her because the thunder had just woken him up, and he had to admire Nanyan for being such a heavy sleeper. There was thunder outside for quite some time, yet she didn't react at all.
