She came out of the bathroom and saw Pei Yiting still lying on the bed, squinting lightly as he glanced at his phone.
It was only six fifteen.
Xia Yueqing's mood brightened when she saw him and she stopped by the bedside. "Still sleepy? You continue to sleep, it's still early."
Pei Yiting looked at her suspiciously, "You're not going back to sleep?"
Naturally, Xia Yueqing usually gets up at seven, but now she was up an hour earlier.
He initially assumed Xia Yueqing might have had insomnia or was in a bad mood.
But Xia Yueqing's lips were slightly upturned with a smile in her eyes and there were no traces of insomnia on her smooth and delicate skin, let alone signs of a bad mood.
So it's not a bad mood, but too good a mood?
"I won't sleep anymore, can't fall asleep." Xia Yueqing shook her head.
Pei Yiting spoke gently, tossing aside the quilt, and sat up by the bed.
Casually, he lightly grasped Xia Yueqing, exerted a slight force, and she, standing by the bed, plopped down.
