She pretended to be asleep, inhaling the man's scent as a remedy for the heat. With her eyes shut, she struggled to make it until dawn. To her dismay, Mo Yinhe showed no intention of opening the Force Field Protective Shield!
In fact, he hadn't slept all night either! His deep gaze was fixed on her "sleeping" face. Occasionally, he reached out to touch her small head, as if to confirm her presence was real.
Finally, dawn arrived. The morning light crept in through the window, casting its glow on the pure white quilt. Si Mingjing's entire little head was buried in the quilt. Only her two gleaming Dragon Horns stuck out, their radiance mingling with the soft morning light. This sight reached the man's eyes, affirming her very real existence and finally soothing Mo Yinhe's uncertain heart.
This wasn't a dream!
Mo Yinhe held her tightly in his embrace and finally closed his eyes to sleep.
