Seeing the slight sweat on her forehead, he held a large bamboo fan and willingly acted as her maid, gently fanning her.
Feng Yueya had already sensed the presence of someone else while she was dreaming.
But subconsciously, she knew this person would not harm her, and she very much liked his aura, so she did not wake up, but rather slept even deeper.
By the time she woke up, it was already afternoon.
When she opened her eyes, which were initially a bit confused, they cleared up instantly.
Her eyes quickly scanned around, and she realized she was inside the house.
But she clearly remembered falling asleep under the shade of a tree outside.
Getting up and rubbing her temple, she remembered that it was Yuan who had carried her inside.
"Creak—" The door opened, and Yun Shangyuan came in carrying a bowl of steaming something.
Seeing her awake, a smile instantly appeared on his face, a smile that reached his eyes, making them sparkle.
