"...Hmm?" Lu Fengxuan opened her eyes groggily, "What did you say?"
Yu Chiyin closed the book, set it aside, turned off the light, leaving only a dim table lamp by the bed.
"You're tired, lie down and sleep."
However, Lu Fengxuan was now fully awake, and her curiosity had been piqued.
"Sleep? You haven't answered what you just said."
Her small hands teamed up, grabbing him, "I heard it all blurry, were you secretly whispering sweet nothings again?"
Secretly whispering sweet nothings?
Yu Chiyin raised an eyebrow lightly, effortlessly freed his hands from her grasp, and deliberately said, "Good words are not repeated, figure it out yourself."
"...Is that polite?" Lu Fengxuan rolled her eyes speechlessly.
Seeing him lying down on his own, with a demeanor that refused further communication, she huffed, muttering:
"If you won't say, next time you speak, I might not even want to listen."
After grumbling, she shifted to a comfortable position and lay down on her side to sleep.
