Ye Siyuan was in a drowsy sleep when she felt a gaze upon her.
She stretched languidly with her eyes closed, reluctant to open them. She only pried open a sliver, as if opening them any wider would be disrespectful to her beloved lie-in.
Through that narrow opening, Ye Siyuan glimpsed a face she had longed for—steady and stunningly handsome.
The next second, she blinked, and then her eyes flew wide open as if she had seen the most beautiful sight in the world.
Her reaction was adorable.
Si Lisao, sitting at the head of the bed, smiled faintly.
Ye Siyuan rubbed her eyes, then rubbed them again. Overcome with emotion, she tried to sit up, but Si Lisao gently pressed her down by the shoulders.
Si Lisao didn't let her sit up. His hands, carrying the chill from outdoors, tidied her messy bird's-nest hair. He then playfully tapped the tip of her nose, saying, "Not bad. It looks like you slept soundly. You're stronger than I imagined."
