The bustling sounds of the streets were faintly heard within the room, and Luo Xiao rubbed his eyes in exhaustion as he leaned against the firm chest in front of him.
He mumbled a little, feeling very lazy. The day before had been extremely exhausting. Not only due to the sheer exhaustion of his mental strength while concocting medicinal liquids, but also because of the tempering of his body.
Jiang Yao also felt very comfortable as he held the younger man in his arms and looked at his silly antics. He chuckled lightly, and reached out one of his hands to caress the soft cheek in front of him.
"Xiaoxiao, you have to wake up soon." The coaxing voice of Jiang Yao was soft and gentle as it entered Luo Xiao's ears. The glassy eyes slowly opened, covered with a bit of mist and confusion. Jiang Yao felt his heart melt into a puddle and tightened the hold of the young man within his arms.