When Jiaojiao woke up the next day, she realized it was already past one in the afternoon, and she was immensely grateful that winter break had started.
When she woke, she found she was the only one in bed, but from the living room, she occasionally heard Duan Xi's voice, seemingly making phone calls.
Jiaojiao got out of bed. After a night's rest, she felt much better, though there was still a faint soreness when she walked.
There was no en-suite bathroom in the room, so she had to come out of the room. With a creak of the door, Duan Xi, who was sitting on the sofa attending to matters, immediately looked over. He told the person on the phone, "Let's leave it at this for now," then hung up and walked over with large strides.
He naturally reached out and pulled the blushing Jiaojiao into his arms, kissed her cheek gently, and asked tenderly, "Anywhere uncomfortable?"
