Ye Jiayao didn't know when Xia Chunyu will come back and how she slept in bed from the couch, but she heard some small sounds in the morning. When she opened her eyes, Chunyu was wearing shoes and she was in bed.
" When did you come back?" Ye Jiayao stretched out an arm to press the quilt and felt cold, so he shrank back quickly.
Xia Chunyu rushed over and kissed her. " Don't wait for me in the future. You sleep first. I am a little busy these days."
Ye Jiayao hooked his neck to keep him from leaving. His voice was soft and waxy, with a languid morning smell: " What are you busy with?"
Xia Chunyu kissed her again: " By the end of the year, there are many things in the palace."
Ye Jiayao recalled that he didn't seem so busy this time last year.
" Lovely, you look after more at home. I'll accompany you again after I've been busy for a while." Xia Chunyu coaxed her as if she was a child.