"I was worried you'd pounce on me in the middle of the night while I was asleep to take advantage of me."
After saying that, Lu Fengxuan stared at him with a wary look, as if preventing him from pouncing at any moment.
Yu Chiyin was lying on his back with his hands under his head and said languidly,
"Mm, I'll definitely control myself. I just took a cold shower, and I don't want to take another. Going from cold to hot is not a pleasant feeling."
Lu Fengxuan laughed in schadenfreude, "If it's unpleasant, it's your own fault."
"You really are a heartless little thing."
Yu Chiyin clicked his tongue, reached over, and covered her eyes: "Go to sleep!"
"...Mm." Lu Fengxuan was indeed tired.
The hand covering her eyes was pulled down by her to intertwine their fingers, and she looked affectionately at his face.
She nestled her head on his shoulder and snuggled up: "I have to get up early tomorrow; don't forget to wake me up."
