Du Yunluo fled in a panic.
Mu Lianxiao took the handkerchief from his shoulder, holding it in his hand, his eyes curved with a smile.
After washing up, he came out and sat in the chair, drying his long hair.
Du Yunluo, soft-hearted, eventually went over, took the handkerchief, and helped Mu Lianxiao dry and tidy his hair, tying it neatly.
Mu Lianxiao allowed her to work, her touch gentle and soothing, relaxing him into a drowsy state.
By the time Du Yunluo noticed, Mu Lianxiao had already fallen asleep.
Du Yunluo thought about letting him lie on the bed but feared waking him, worried he might not rest well if disturbed. Thus, she fetched a blanket and covered Mu Lianxiao with it.
After tucking him in, Du Yunluo crouched down beside Mu Lianxiao, gazing at his sleeping face.
She didn't often see this.
When they were together, she always slept early and woke up late, only occasionally observing his peaceful slumber.
