Jiang Yichun leaned against her, resting his chin on her shoulder, sticking to her as if he had no bones.
"Can you see anything?" he lazily asked.
"Didn't get a good rest? Go back to sleep for a while." Bai Ruozhu felt a bit sorry for her man; recently, because of Ao Song's incident, none of them had rested well. Finally, Ao Song and the Astrologer were fine, but then Ning Ran appeared.
"Not sleepy, it's comfortable leaning against you." he said lazily.
Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but burst into laughter. Clearly, he was a cold male god, but now he was acting cute?
When there's no one around, he really is different.
She reached back and touched his cheek, "Be good, don't disturb me, I haven't figured out what this drawing is yet."
Jiang Yichun raised an eyebrow—oh, was she complaining that he was interrupting her serious work?
