He thought he wouldn't be able to speak, but after he did, he lowered his eyes and gently gazed into her tender apricot eyes. In her eyes, he appeared emotionless.
No wonder she looked so weary.
"Get some more sleep!"
Mu Yichen said, then got back into bed.
Qin Mu sat there dazed, looking at him.
At this time, the elders were all up, and they should be going to pay New Year's respects.
"Come here!"
Mu Yichen raised his hand to pull her by the wrist, gently tugging her to lie slowly in his arms.
On New Year's Day, she was nestled in his arms, and for the rest of the year, it would surely be the same.
No passionate kisses, no intimacy; he just held her, lulling her back to sleep.
But two hours later, when Qin Mu opened her eyes again, it was because he had disturbed her.
She always thought they had both gone back to sleep, but then she suddenly felt she overthought it; he didn't sleep, just let her take another nap.
Because...
"Well-rested? Now it's my turn!"
