Perhaps it was the medicine, but drowsiness came on quickly, and she went to rest early.
When Xie Jinbai returned, only a single, dim yellow candle was lit in the room.
He walked to the side of the bed and stared intently at the young woman sleeping soundly under the covers.
After a long moment, he unfastened the collar of his robe and went to the washroom.
Not long after, he emerged, still damp from his bath.
Half-asleep, Cui Lingyao felt a tightness around her waist.
His arm wrapped around her as he pressed his body against hers.
Their bodies touched.
It was very warm.
She was enveloped by his familiar scent.
Cui Lingyao's eyelashes fluttered, and she was about to wake up.
Xie Jinbai kissed her eyelids and coaxed her in a low voice, "Go back to sleep. I won't disturb you."
His voice was incredibly gentle. Cui Lingyao felt at ease and soon fell back into a deep sleep.
When she opened her eyes again, the sky outside was bright.
