After Xiaolian left, Yan Luoxi sat in the living room in a daze for a while before getting up to make breakfast in the kitchen. She cooked vegetable congee and made a cold mixed cucumber salad. She told Yanling to eat alone first as she carried a tray upstairs.
Gently pushing open the bedroom door, it was dimly lit inside. She heard the man's steady breathing and slowly walked to the bedside, placing the tray on the nightstand. She reached out and turned on the wall lamp.
The room was immediately bathed in warm and soft light. She gave the man a little nudge, "Li Yeqi, Li Yeqi, wake up and have some congee before you go back to sleep."
Li Yeqi was actually quite alert; he had woken as soon as she pushed the door open. He pulled her into his arms without opening his eyes. Yan Luoxi lay on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat, and said with a light laugh, "Come on, stop being coy, get up and drink the congee."
