After Yan Qing left, Ling Hua stayed for a while until her heartbeat calmed down. After a while longer, she felt sleepy and dozed off in a daze.
Ever since she got injured, she slept deeply every night. She didn't know when Yan Qing came back, but when she woke up the next morning, he was already lying beside her.
She woke up early and didn't disturb him, just lay on her side looking at him.
The more she looked, the more she liked him.
After watching him for a while, Yan Qing seemed to notice. He didn't open his eyes but accurately placed his large hand over her face, covering it completely.
Ling Hua uttered a muffled sound, dissatisfied, "Brother, why are you covering my face?"
Yan Qing opened his eyes, his tone filled with amusement, "I'm measuring if your face is as big as my hand."
Ling Hua was amused, she removed his hand, her small face, no bigger than a palm, was smooth and delicate, "Did you figure it out?"
Yan Qing nodded, "Hmm, it's not as big as my palm."
