With her face turned inward, she perked up her ears to listen to Qin Yi's movements.
A series of rustling sounds came from behind her, allowing Su Pan'er to easily discern each and every one of Qin Yi's movements.
His movement when he covered her with the quilt, when he slowly lay flat and subsequently dragged his own quilt up, his adjustment of the pillow, and soon after, his breathing gradually stabilized, slowly, tranquillity returned to the room.
Su Pan'er laid there silently listening, her heart bursting with anger!
Unable to contain herself, she abruptly turned around and pounced on Qin Yi, forcing him to no longer ignore her.
Qin Yi opened his drowsy eyes, and with their many years of martial training, his sight was naturally excellent. He could clearly see Su Pan'er's pouting lips, and her eyes glaring at him in anger.
"Pan'er?"