When Lu Yan saw Qi Qingyao blow out the candle in one go, he shrank under the blanket and did not dare move. He did not expect her to agree so readily, nor take the blanket so readily, nor lie on his bed with him so readily.
Lu Yan, who was sleeping in the bed, was so stunned his body grew as stiff as a statue. After a long while, he noticed that the atmosphere had become very cozy and peaceful, and the person next to him seemed to be non-existent.
He then leaned on his side and whispered into the dark, "Yaoyao."
There was no response.
He could not help but ask, "Are you asleep?"
There was still no response.
Lu Yan slowly approached her and listened closely. Only then did he hear her exceptionally gentle breathing.
She seemed to have fallen asleep.
"Zzzzzz..."
"..."
How fast!
Lu Yan was so shocked his jaw almost dropped.