"The noble one has awakened, quickly get dressed." Zhao Xiaomiao smiled as she brought clothes to Yuwen Feng, half-kneeling to assist him in dressing.
Yuwen Feng looked down at her from above, wanting to say something but ultimately remained silent, just watching her take care of everything for him.
Afterward, he left a sum of money and departed in splendid attire.
Zhao Xiaomiao looked at the messy clothes with a nonchalant smile: "I don't believe you won't take the bait."
...
Sure enough, Yuwen Feng showed up right on time the next day at noon.
The third day...
The fourth day...
Yuwen Feng came on time every day, if not during the day then at night, always making sure to come.
Eventually, one day that he didn't quite know, after Yuwen Feng completely relaxed, he lay silently on Zhao Xiaomiao's back for a long time without moving.
Zhao Xiaomiao lazily looked back at him: "What's gotten into the noble one? Is there something on your mind?"
