Ye Zhan smiled indulgently, "You slept for a few hours. I've already made dinner and was just waiting for you to wake up and eat."
"Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
She lightly furrowed her delicate brows.
How did I sleep for so long?
Ye Zhan reached out to touch her face, "There wasn't anything particularly important. Why wake you up?"
"What time is it now?"
"Eight-thirty."
"Ye Zhan, did you put something in the milk you gave me this afternoon?"
Momo asked softly.
She hadn't slept so soundly in a long time.
Ye Zhan's smile remained unchanged, "It was pure milk. If you don't like it, I'll add some sugar next time."
As he spoke, his long, slender fingers grasped her hand, not giving Momo a chance to struggle, pulling her up from the bed.
"Ye Zhan."
Momo frowned, using the strength of his hand, she stood on the bed, originally not as tall as him, now standing a little taller.
